This taut, tongue-in-cheek novel begins with Lexie, the daughter of two serial killers, working as a matchmaker for a very specific demographic: psychopaths. She’s happily engaged to a doctor, but he dumps her for her best friend. To ease the pain of this break-up, Lexie blurs some professional boundaries and texts a client directly (without first checking to see how much of a psychopath she is). Now she has a new best friend, Rebecca. Lexie also falls in love with Aidan, who sought her out as his match through the service. But when her ex-fiancé disappears and gory gifts start arriving, Lexie begins to wonder who the psychopaths are, and if she’s up to the match. With the same wry, satiric eye fans of the author’s
Love Letters to a Serial Killer have come to expect, Coryell creates a story that feels both campy and complex. Scenes ripped from sweet romance movies are disrupted by serial confessions or dismembered body parts, alongside deeper excavations of family relationships and how they determine what—or who—drives a person’s behaviors.
VERDICT For readers who find Hallmark movies a little too saccharine
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