Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Angels Fall by Nora Roberts

Angels Fall by Nora Roberts
Read by Joyce Bean
13cds 15hours

from back of book:

Reece Gilmore has come a long way to see the stunning view below her. As the sole survivor of a brutal crime back East, she has been on the run. She settles in Angel’s Fist, Wyoming, and takes a job at a local diner. And now she’s hiked this mountain all by herself. Ti was glorious, she thinks, as she peers through her binoculars at the Snake River churning below.
And then she sees a man and a woman on the opposite bank. Arguing. Fighting. And suddenly, he’s on top of her, his hand around her throat…

Enjoying a moment of solitude a bit farther down the trail is a gruff loner named Brody. But by the time Reece reaches him and brings him to the scene, the pair is gone. And when authorities comb the area where she saw the attack, they find nothing.

Reece knows there’s a killer in Angel’s Fist, even if Brody, despite his seeming impatience and desire to keep her at arm’s length, is the only one willing to believe her. When a series of menacing events makes it clear that someone wants her out of the way, Reece must put her trust in Brody-and herself-to find out if there is a kill in Angel’s Fist before it’s too late

My Review:
Great suspense novel. There are times with Reece struggle with her past becomes annoying. You feel empathy for what she had to go through and you understand way she is the way she is. But at the same time, you think it was a case of wrong place at the wrong time. Not everyone is in danger for their lives at every moment. I never knew who the killer was though I suspected I never knew for sure. At the end, the thing that you can learn from this book is trust your instincts. If something or someone does “feel” right then keep that in the back of your mind, you don’t have to act on it at the moment but concrete reasons as to way you feel that way may present itself.

Quote – Like to think himself a mountain man. What he is, is gayer than daisies in spring
“My love life is as sparse as Pete’s hairline.”

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