On a drizzly August morning, the inhabitants of the hill town of Sanover, Himachal Pradesh, wake up to the shocking news of the murder of the exquisite, secretive, malicious, and thoroughly immoral Devika Singh.
As Superintendent of Police Vishwanath Sharma begins to sift through the hidden secrets of Devika Singh’s life, it becomes evident that everyone who knew her seems to have a clear-cut motive for killing her.
Faced with the investigation of a crime that appears to have as many suspects as there are motives, Vishwanath Sharma probes the sinister web spun around a tangle of lies and deception.
A murder mystery with multiple POVs told from the point of whoever is the focus at that time; the jilted wife, the servant who found the body, the investigator, a new receptionist in the hospital… It always seemed to be different, which was both intriguing and unique, and confusing at times, as each new chapter had me trying to situate myself again and figure out where I was and with whom.
Some of the descriptions and feeling were very accurate, in my opinion,
“The memory of the morning when she had lost her last unborn child came to her. Strangely, the only thing she remembered was the hospital bed, the room, the distinctive hospital smell of that day. The vivid details of that morning , of those days , weeks, and months afterwards did not come to her. Her mind acknowledged there was a horrible pain, an agonizing affliction , an ache in her heart for months; throbbing and unbearable at the beginning, but dulling gradually with time—yet it never went away completely. Although she couldn’t recall the exact intensity of her grief , the knowledge that this sorrow had shadowed her life at that time was sorted, documented, and locked up somewhere in her mind’s registry with other memories.”
Others were unnecessarily long and repetitive, like a page and a half talking about the “bruising on the windpipe. We get it, she was strangled.
Everything could have been cleaned up a little more to make situations more clear, and transitions a little less disjointed.
Neena instilled a great amount of culture into the book. It was great to learn many Punjabi words (which, I don’t feel were too much. I was worried that I was going to get lost with them, but a lot of them were clothing items and such that can usually be skipped over if you really wanted to, but I found it very interesting, and there is a Glossary at the end to help you with any that you don’t know, or can’t figure out.) The book is set in the 70s which I found interesting, but I wish that I knew more about how things were now to see any difference in the family structures and culture.
All in all, a fairly interesting and thrilling read.
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Neena H. Brar lives in Edmonton, Canada with her husband, two children, a highly energetic German Shepherd, and a lifetime collection of her favorite books.
A hermit at heart, she’s a permissive mother, a reluctant housekeeper, a superb cook, and a hard-core reader.
Tied to Deceit is her debut novel.
Tied to Deceit is Best Served with an Affair Cockatil
- 2 oz. (60ml) Strawberry Liqueur
- 2 oz. (60ml) Orange Juice
- 2 oz. (60ml) Cranberry Juice
- Club Soda
- Garnish: Orange Slice, Strawberry
- Build in an ice filled collins glass.
- Garnish with orange slice and a strawberry.
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