Seven Minutes In Heaven; Sara Shepard. 371 pages. Sixth in series.
FROM THE BOOK JACKET:
My sister wants the truth.
But sometimes the truth hurts.
For months, my long-lost twin, Emma, has been living my life and trying to solve my murder. She’s unearthed dark secrets about my friends, my family, and my tangled past. But when it comes to finding my killer, she keeps running into dead ends.
Until my body shows up in Sabino Canyon. Suddenly everyone knows there are two girls who look like Sutton Mercer—and that one of them is dead. At first the police assume the body is Emma’s. But as questions and accusations start flying, it’s harder than ever for Emma to keep playing me. The truth is bound to come out eventually. And when it does, Emma will be suspect number one in my murder investigation. If she can’t find my killer before time runs out, she’ll end up behind bars … or worse.
I KNEW IT.
It’s so obvious who the killer is! I was right all along. Sometimes I don’t like being right, though. Especially in this case, because it erased the shock factor. Although I think this person was chosen as the killer to actually increase shock factor. I have to admit, I’m kind of disappointed in the execution of this journey. Not because of who it is, but the way it was set up. There is really only circumstantial evidence that led me to the killer. It would have been so much better if it was shown in personality slip-ups or actions, it would have created a stronger sense of foreshadowing and it would have been so much more satisfying when the killer is revealed. Even though I knew who it is, I’m confused because it really doesn’t make sense. All of the background and the revealed personality seem to come from nowhere because of the lack of past personality hints. Am I making sense?
Though I wouldn’t say this is a very good series because of the randomness of the killer, I still kind of enjoyed reading it. Kind of. You all know how impatient I am and how frustrated I was because of the plot dragging. If I knew it was only going to be six books long, though, I would have taken the time to enjoy them more. I would have relaxed a little. It remains that the sole reason I like this series is because of Emma. She’s a great character, and she goes through so much.
The idealist in me would have liked for things to have ended differently, but alas. I still like the way things are wrapped up. Like the previous two books, this final instalment is a fast-paced thriller the whole way through, and I could not stop reading for the entire three hours it took me to finish. While the killer’s identity isn’t satisfying, the rest of the book is.