Then, of course, I dove back in because I had to know why-and the story keeps you wondering why until the very end. The beginning of The Confession was so abrupt I had to step away from the book for a moment and process. The Confession was anything but simple, but it was a refreshing change-a meta-narrative-as surprising and pleasant as thinking you had opened up a bottle of cold chardonnay only to find out it’s champagne. JP Carney walks into the home of Julie and Harry McNamara and proceeds to violently and unstoppably beat Harry to death with a golf club. Instead of a whodunit, I was given a whydunit, as there was no question about either the identity of the perpetrator or the victim. Then, I read the prologue and all that went out the window. I’d been reading long, complicated novels and wanted something simple and refreshing. When I decided to review The Confession by Jo Spain, it was merely because I wanted to read a simple police procedural that would take me through a crime in a well-articulated, step-by-step narrative. The Confession by Jo Spain is a gripping psychological thriller that makes you question whether the confession of a crime on the first page is driven by a guilty conscience or whether it’s a calculated move in a deadly game.
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