I’ve enjoyed this series since the beginning. I’ve read and reviewed Mrs. John Doe (#1) and The Spy Who Never Was (#3) on here. I read the second, The Woman Who Knew Too Much, and reviewed it on GoodReads and Amazon but not here – I’m not sure why, exactly, since I have a review that you can see here. The books are easy, quick reads with engaging mysteries and plots, and the characters are enjoyable. I like that there is not anything graphic about them – they are entertaining spy thrillers without all the blood and guts that accompany so many in this genre.
This one was, once again, a quick and easy enough read that was pleasant because it brought me back to characters I’ve enjoyed. But I must admit that I keep finding each of the titles to require a bit more of a stretch, believability wise, than the previous book – and that may finally have reached a head for me here. The construct is a pleasant enough one – a “normal” woman who finds herself enmeshed in her husband’s Secret Life as a spy turns out to have a knack for the job and finds herself occasionally drawn in when the CIA needs someone off their grid. But at some point, when the norm repeatedly out-spies the spies, the stories start to require a bit more suspended disbelief then I enjoy providing. The stories are still enjoyable – there’s nothing wrong here, I’m just starting to feel like the series may have run its course for me as a reader.
Thanks to NetGalley for my review copy.
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