Seventeen-year-old Majesty Alistair wants police to look further into her father’s fatal car wreck, hopes the baseball team she manages can reclaim the state crown, aches for Derek…or, no…maybe Alec…maybe. And she mostly wishes to retract the hateful words she said to her dad right before slamming the door in his face, only to never see him again.
All her desires get sidelined, though, when she overhears two fellow students planning a church massacre. She doubts cops will follow up on her tip since they’re sick of her coming around with notions of possible crimes-in-the-works. And it’s not like she cries wolf. Not really. They’d be freaked too, but they’re not the ones suffering from bloody dreams that hint at disaster like some crazy, street guy forecasting the Apocalypse.
So, she does what any habitual winner with zero cred would do…try to I.D. the nutjobs before they act. But, when their agenda turns out to be far bigger than she ever assumed, and even friends start looking suspect, the truth and her actions threaten to haunt her forever, especially since she’s left with blood on her hands, the blood of someone she loves
My Review: This book intrigued me when I first read about it... was very different I will say than most of the stuff I have the opportunity to read. I was not disappointed one bit, I love Courtneys' writing style as its unique and deep and enjoyable. The characters are very complex and three dimensional, compared to a lot of flat characters you read these days.
The Storyline was bizarre and funny, and frustrating. Absolutely what a story needs, all the angles that can be enjoyed in a story. I am a huge fan of Courtneys writing now and will look forward to anything else shes comes out with.
A definite recommendation from me.
