A Tapping At My Door David Jackson
Detective Sergeant Nathan Cody is a troubled man. Working in the Major Investigations Team in Liverpool he has recently finished a spell as an undercover officer that has left him emotionally wrecked.
Cody pours himself into work and, as it becomes obvious that a serial killer is working the streets of Merseyside, Cody finds himself drawn deeper into the investigation. What he doesn’t need is distractions. Distractions like a female Senior Officer taking way too much interest in her new DS; like and old flame turning up as a DC on his team on the same day they discover a serial killer is on the lose; like an over enthusiastic journalist second guessing his every move; and like a killer with a twist. But that’s what he gets.
Unfortunately for me there are just too many clichés in this book.
The troubled protagonist, the unrequainted love interest from an older woman, the love he can never have with the ex from the past, and the haunting memories.
The story travels down a predictable path ticking all the boxes with an easily anticipated ending.
The only thing that I found original was the motive of the killer.
This book took me nearly 2 weeks to read, that in itself speaks volumes.