My name’s Bonnie Torres. Recent college grad, magic user and severely unemployed. Until I got a call out of nowhere to interview for a job I hadn’t applied for. It smelled fishy, but the brutal truth was I needed the work—so off I went.
Two days later I’m a PUPI—me and Nick, Sharon, Nifty and Pietr. Five twentysomethings, thrown into an entirely new career in forensic magic.
The first job we get is a doozy: proving that the deaths of two Talents were murder, not suicide. Worse, there are high-profile people who want us to close up shop and go away. We’re sniffing out things they’d rather keep buried.
Looks as if this job is gonna get interesting. The only problem is, we’re making it up as we go along….
I thought this book looked promising when I read the blurb but after having finished it I have to say that I felt rather disappointed.
Bonnie, the heroine spends most of the time in the book either thinking about the sex-factor of her male encounters, having a monologue about how clueless she (or the entire team for that matter) is, or bickering with someone.
Actually, that is what the team is doing most of the time, bickering. The book reminds me of that rather disappointing TV-series, Alphas, which also had promise but was ruined by the totally amateurish behavior of everyone and the constant bickering.
I never really felt any connection to the lead person and in the end I really did not care whether they solved anything or not. The case itself was really a “cold-case” as well and in the end there was not much of triumph or real conclusion in the form of an apprehended killer or anything.
I think this is a series that I will not continue reading.