I was bullied in
school, but nowhere as bad as Preston Peterson.
My bullying was more in my head than in reality, but I get how it can
make you feel. I can understand how
someone would want to get revenge.
In Two Graves,
kind of by accident, Preston gets a taste of what it was like to strike back at
the people who liked torturing the week.
He got a taste for murder. And he
liked it. At first I sympathised with
Preston and how he wanted to get back at the bullies from his high school years,
even though his revenge blinded him to the fact that he was killing people who
only looked like the bullies. I was on
Preston’s side right up until Benji. I
dealt with the sick things this killer did.
I cringed at the pain from one victim and I felt ready to vomit at what
he did to the reporter, but once he killed Benji I was on Lt. Mann’s side.
As a second story
Lt. Mann, a cop who put his own reputation on the line to weed out those who would
soil the police force, had a strong hatred for the largest mafia family in
town. When it becomes Southside Slasher
vs. mafia hitman all bets were off.
Now for the honest
side of things. With two, sometimes
four, stories going on at once it occasionally was tricky to figure out which
story I was on, but since my own novel is similar – who am I to bitch? I will say I was not a fan of the
ending. It was like having a great
season finale with a flop for a new season premier. You get all excited only to have it fall
flat. But it was still a great read and
I highly recommend it.
My rating is 4 stars
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