I acquired this ebook for free during Read An Ebook Week in March 2012. Its description suggested that it was a mystery, and I was intrigued by the setting – an island in the Bay of Fundy.
What She Doesn’t Know is actually romantic suspense. I don’t read a lot in this genre nowadays, which may have coloured my attitude somewhat.
The necessary elements of the genre are definitely present – an injured, bereaved and beautiful woman, and a strong, skilled but not altogether trustworthy guy. She (Raven) is identified as a librarian near the beginning, and he (Sloan) tells Raven that he is a university professor and an archaeological expert. But there is almost no mention of these professions afterward. Raven is affected by some form of amnesia, which may explain the paucity of details about her. Sloan’s background is somewhat more developed, but to me both characters remained flat – types rather than real people. The author handles their mutual attraction deftly and with touches of humour. That’s one of the strengths of this book.
The other necessary element, that of suspense, is furnished by a gang of bad guys and a shadowy organization called the Protectorate. The gang is trying to find a precious “artifact” whose existence has been revealed to them by Raven’s seemingly dead husband, once a member of the Protectorate. The bad guys are singularly ineffective, hovering in the background until they are needed to deliver a shot of action. More often than not, they quit the scene empty-handed, leaving the two protagonists to speculate as to what they wanted and why they didn’t kill anyone.
The plot moves along quickly, sometimes at the expense of the all-important element of suspension of disbelief. The main characters have many discussions/arguments that dance around the central secret of the plot, which cannot be revealed too early. Which is why no one ever asks some logical questions – what is the treasure/artifact supposed to be, and what exactly is the Protectorate? Eventually, the plot is resolved in a fairly satisfying fashion that hints at a sequel.
I was disappointed that the setting received fairly short shrift from the author. In my limited experience with romantic suspense, I’ve noticed that often the reader gets a mini-travelogue along with the story, but that is not the case here. The island in the Bay of Fundy could be anywhere in temperate North America.
Finally, one error occurred so many times that I am compelled to mention it: the plural possessive of “parent” is “parents’,” not “parent’s.”
(reviewed 5 months after purchase)