919582In this third offering in the Women’s Murder Club series, 3rd Degree starts off with a bang. Literally. Lt. Lindsay Boxer, SF Homicide Detective, is out jogging along, admiring a town house she sees on the street. And then it explodes right in front of her. After calling for help, she rushes in and finds two dead bodies…and a child, whom she rescues.

What happens in the subsequent days will soon be declared a war of sorts. But who is at the hub of this activity? And who will be next on the target list?

Soon Lindsay and her pals–Claire, Cindy, and Jill–are in the thick of things. Someone is sending messages to Cindy at the Chronicle, and the name “August Files” seems significant.

Joe Molinari, the hot FBI Deputy Director is in the mix, too, and the attraction between him and Lindsay is sizzling.

While the troops try to sort things out, and find out what a group of revolutionaries from the 70s has to do with all that’s happening, we get to peek into a developing romance between Lindsay and Joe. But sadness lurks nearby, and one of their own is targeted.

Sweeping across the West–from San Francisco, Oakland, and Berkeley to Portland, Oregon– and from the 1960s to the present, the story carries the reader along, showing a glimpse of the country, then and now. And reminding us all that terror does not always come from outside our borders.

Somewhat predictable, but definitely a page-turning novel that features the warm and fuzzy connections between the women. 3.5 stars.


    • Neither had I, but I joined the Women’s Murder Club Challenge at the beginning of the year. That series and the Alex Cross ones are the only ones I’ve enjoyed. But I’m behind on all of them! Thanks for stopping by, Patty.


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