Deadly Blood is a prime example of why one must exercise extreme caution when reading books that are self-published. I've read some very good ones - getting published is hard. But the majority seem to be hobby writers who aren't terribly skilled at the craft of writing. Presumably they do it because they enjoy it. I acquired this book free through Voracious readers (I am a voracious reader) and it was billed as a legal thriller. I like legal thrillers. There's lots of legal here, but zero thriller.
Our protagonist, Stan Turner, is a so-so lawyer with a jealous wife and four children, who is cajoled at the last minute into representing 16-year-old Melody Monroe. Her adoptive mother Marjorie is in court applying for a protection order against her adoptive father Frank. Melody presents in court with a shocking bruise on her face and testifies that Frank regularly sexually assaults her and frequently beats her mother. A few days later, Frank turns up dead, an apparent suicide. But no, turns out he was murdered and Melody is charged. The case makes no mention of the sexual abuse, but instead focuses on a $4M trust Frank could have cashed in on in 2 years, which Melody will inherit.
It's all downhill from there. If you ever wondered just how tedious the realities of the legal system are, how dull the backstories of legal connections are, how boring real conversations are - here is a primer. William Manchee can never cut to the chase, he has to drag us through all the tedium, all the 'hi, how are yous', details of every meal served, and courtroom process. And manages to do this without building his characters.
Melody who is 16 shrugs, has a cute smile, and says "I'm screwed." She has a horrific backstory, but it hasn't affected her. She loves Frank. (Was he a groomer, a paedophile? Who knows?) Marjorie is a perfect mom, but her backstory would indicate otherwise. I could go on, but there is no point, none of the characters are realistic or believable.
I had to scroll through pages and pages of pointless description - I now know more about Texas weather than I ever wanted to, more about why a judge who served on one case might not serve on the next, and been repeatedly told that Texas ranches often have horses on them that people ride - and all this without ever putting me in the middle of wild Texas storm, the challenge of getting a bad judge, or seeing an actual horse. So much banal description.
Oh, and worst of all - the actual killer and the motivation are revealed at the very end - not by logic and deduction, clues we might have picked up on along the way - but a 'twist' tacked on at the end, just to wrap things up.
This book was a deadly waste of time.