I get books like this when they're 10 for a dollar at the thift store, then read them like potato chips (crisps). All I expect is a little suspense, some mystery and as few torrid sex scenes as possible. This satisfied at least in the sex arena as there was only the one consummation, but the prior sexual tension was interminable.

The "mystery" was resolved early on and the rest was how or if the protaganists would elude the killers. The characters were simplified versions of people and, while the plot offered potential, it remained dumbed-down as well.

There was nothing remarkable to make this potato chip stand out from the others, so I don't fault it. It's exactly what I expect when I read this sort of book. ( )