Hazel and Fox are an ordinary married couple with a baby. Except for one small thing: they're murderers. Well, they used to be. They had it all. An enviable London lifestyle, five-star travels, and plenty of bad men to rid from the world. Then Hazel got pregnant.
Now, they’re just another mom-and-dad-and-baby. They gave up vigilante justice for life in the suburbs: arranged play dates instead of body disposals, diapers over daggers, mommy conversations instead of the sweet seduction right before a kill. Hazel finds her new life terribly dull. And the more she forces herself to play her monotonous, predictable role, the more she begins to feel that murderous itch again.
Meanwhile, Fox has really taken to being a father. Always the planner, he loves being five steps ahead of everyone and knowing exactly what’s coming around the bend. Plus, if anyone can understand Hazel needing one more kill, it’s Fox. But then Hazel kills someone without telling Fox. And when police show up at their door, Hazel realizes it will take everything she has to keep her family together.
Think Dexter meets Mr. And Mrs. Smith. I liked parts of it, but not others.
For example, I like morally grey characters and wish there were more that received a happy ending. (Honestly, what would the world be like if one of them actually accomplished their end game?) So, I was hoping for more cohesion between the married couple.
EXCEPT what we got was a woman with a sketchy past who doesn’t like being told what to do, being told what to do by her husband. And then the lack of communication between the two. I guess that’s why I can’t enjoy Hallmark movies because I would spill every secret/worry, like “here’s my issues. What you got?”
The ending did make me happy, but I also just have no desire for a sequel.
Overall, I rate this novel 3.5 out of 5 stars.
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