This book embodies everything I detest beginning with the nauseatingly cliche "green eyes" (and not just one person but practically everybody) and going steadily downhill from there. The main character is stupid, infantile, disloyal and completely unlikeable. The story is mediocre cookie-cutter mystery and the writing is barely average. But the frosting on the cake is the idiotic portrayal of the "American" and the author's blissful ignorance as to what a fool she makes of herself subtly boasting about her grasp of how Americans talk. Not even close and BTW the expression, in the United States, is also "pissed off", we're just too lazy to say it so we shorten it, it's called slang. Not to mention pissed does not mean drunk, in the U.S. For years British writers, including some famous ones, have insisted on writing Americans' dialog like something out of an old Roy Rogers movie. Why in the world not one of them ever thought to have someone proof their writing for authenticity is a mystery to me. The pitiful and failed attempt to sound like a Texan, in this book, was just embarrassing. Last but not least, she corrects his English several times based on the faulty concept that the British are always right. Meanwhile the book is riddled with grammatical errors. But let me end by congratulating the supposedly excellent editor for not catching any of them and being amazingly unaware that "disorientated" is not a word in any language and a hallmark of ignorance.