Well, that was definitely something. 

I remember reading Carlyle’s first book and thinking “well that was convoluted AF.” I mean, I finished it. It was an ok read. 

This one, on the other hand, takes convoluted to a whole new level. I’m not even sure I completely understand what happened here because it moved at a pace that was so breakneck that it was hard to keep straight.  Chaos and half baked ideas and preposterous scenarios. And the stereotypical gotcha twist at the end that isn’t even shocking. 

Fucking pink spotted geckos 🦎