The secret to O’Donohue’s Kate Conway
character is that she is the antithesis of O’Donohue. The author writes with an
energy and vivaciousness that the protagonist lacks. Conway is alone in life,
settling into a disturbing trend of inertia and curt to the point of being
rude. Even her appearance is downtrodden and dowdy. That she is getting over
the sudden death of her husband who she discovered was cheating on her is a
decent excuse.
In the second of the Kate Conway series,
we find our heroine disgusted with her recent free-lance television production
and yearning for a program with a little more sustenance. When she hooks up
with a program that wants her to interview two former death-row inmates, their
sentences reduced to life without parole, she heads to the penitentiary
immediately with her camera and recording crew in tow.
Simultaneously she receives a call
wanting her to take on a second job, taping a series about up-and-coming
restaurants that are opening in the area. When she finds out that the woman her
husband was cheating on her with is one of the investors, and then discovers
the rest of the motley crew that are involved with the project, including a
local mobster and his wife, she probably should have listened to that inner
voice that initially said no, but hey a girl has to pay the rent, right?
Inevitably problems come up with both
film locations that indubitably are linked together by a thread; Kate has to
figure out which group is lying more than the other without putting her job,
and perhaps her life, on the line.
In typical O’Donohue fashion, we are led
through a trail of lies and deceit, red herrings and dead bodies in this
modern-era cozy and brilliantly woven tale of corruption, unrequited love and life
in general, with or without parole.