Tana French is a monster. She's the worst kind of monster. She isn't hiding under your bed, or down in your basement, or up in your attic -- she slithers inside of you. When you're not looking. And you don't even realize it. 
 This book was ... there are absolutely no words for it. It is complex and deep and wonderful. I love Cassie and Ryan. I love them. They are perfect. 
 Tana French crawls inside your mind and she makes you think everything is going to be happily ever after. That... that ... then she tears out your heart and stomps on it. WHY?! WHY ROB WHY?!?!?!?! Then she continues to shred up your feelings until they're little tatters. And then, when nobody's looking, she incinerates them with another big bang. 
 I will never recover from this book... 
 But although Tana French is a monster, she is also an excellent writer, and so I will be searching for Cassie and Ryan in the next books.