I love thrillers and good detective fiction, so when I discovered Carol O'Connell's Mallory series, I was over the moon. Calling NYPD Detective Kathy Mallory unique is an understatement ? her psyche was shredded in her early years, which she spent as a street kid born of an unknown father and a murdered mother. Adopted at age 12 by an NYPD homicide detective and his wife, Mallory, like Jeff Lindsay's Dexter, is one of those characters (well, yes, she may be a sociopath) who, while deeply flawed, fascinates and intrigues us.
Through eight novels, we have watched Mallory's story unfold, each novel taking us deeper into her personal mystery. In Find Me, Mallory embarks on a search for her past and ends up following the trail of a caravan of parents searching for their lost and assumed-dead children down historic Route 66. Pulled into a search for a serial killer who has been using the old road as a hunting ground for decades, Mallory faces her darkest fears. O'Connell has etched a riveting thriller that held my attention until the end and, as always, left me wanting more.