Greg Iles * Blood Memory

Rating: 1 out of 5.

“I am a forensic odontologist, an expert on human teeth, and one of the world’s leading experts in the field. If people ask what I do for a living, I tell them I’m a dentist which is true enough and all they need to know”.

Some memories live deep in the soul, waiting to be resurrected…

He kills like an animal, but the bite marks on his victims are unmistakably human… In the suffocating heat of a New Orleans summer, forensic expert Cat Ferry is called on by the FBI to investigate a series of brutal murders. Cat has seen some terrible crimes over the years, though none so horrific or apparently random as these.

Called on by the FBI to investigate serial murders, Cat has seen some terrible crimes over the years, but none as horrific or apparently random as the sequence of brutal slayings that confront her now.

Plagued by nightmares and panic attacks, Cat returns to her Mississippi hometown. But something associated with this case is calling out to her. Something rooted in the dark recesses of her memory. Someone from the past, who wants Cat to remember what time has allowed her to forget…

The book begins strong enough with well thought intro about truth and murder.

When does murder begin? With the pull of a trigger? With the formation of the motive? Or does it begin long before, when a child swallows more pain than love and is forever changed?

We judge and punish based on facts but facts are not truth. Facts are like a buried skeleton uncovered long after death. Truth is fluid. Truth is alive. To know the truth requires understanding. It requires seeing all things at once, forward and backwards, the way God does.

Interestingly enough, Cat seems to know too much about Truth and Lies, considering she’s sleeping with the married Sean Regan and suffering from a severe case of alchoolism and valium. Not to mention what she’s doing is very illegal and not to mention unethical.

“By allowing me access to crime scenes, witnesses and evidence, he has put me in a position to solve four major murder cases. Sean took the credit everytime – and I let him. Why? Partly because telling the truth would have exposed our love affair, got Sean fired and freed the killers. But also because I didn’t care about credit. I’d tasted the pulse pounding rush of hunting predators, and I was addicted to it as surely as I am to the vodka I need so terribly at this moment.”

Uuf, I wouldn’t want to date either of them. She sounds depressed and he sounds like an ass. Married ass that is.

Well, this is only the beginning as our now pregnant investigator starts finding a connection to these murders in the form of a psychologist who specialises in repressed memory for children rape victims.

We find out that her father might have molested her, then her grandfather definitely did, then her aunt also was another victim who had also had her fallopian tubes tied during a normal appendix removal by her doctor dad.

I really couldn’t stand her decision making process – she goes to interview the alleged criminal with only her boyfriend cop (because he’s easier to control) and nearly screws up an FBI investigation and gets herself and her partner killed – and kills one of the suspects. I mean, if she wasn’t already on the case, she should have been taken off by now.

She also solves a 23 year old murder based on the bite marks on her favourite plush toy which had the indents of her dad’s incisors as he bit into the toy designed to muffle his screams after being shot by grandpa.

God this book was bad. I will read others from the author but this one is going back to the charity bin.

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