This book is the follow-up of Little White Lies. Because I liked the first book, I knew this would be a good one to bring with me on vacation to read on the airplane and throughout the week. No chance of starting it and deciding I didn’t like the writing or characters. And yes, it was like connecting with an old friend, the familiarity of it. It didn’t take me long to get into the story, and the mysteries inside were interesting. Unfortunately, the conclusions strayed dangerously close to one of my least-favorite book-tropes. There was a point when I thought I might end up despising the story. Thankfully, though, it backpedaled away from that particular trope, and while I still wasn’t enamored with the direction we went, it was better than the alternative. In the end, I though the book was okay, but I also donated it to the cruise ship’s library rather than bringing it home.