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The Girl Who Knew Too Much
When Hollywood moguls and stars want privacy, they head to an idyllic small town on the coast, where the exclusive Burning Cove Hotel caters to their every need. It’s where reporter Irene Glasson finds herself staring down at a beautiful actress at the bottom of a pool…
The dead woman had a red-hot secret about up-and-coming leading man Nick Tremayne, a scoop that Irene couldn’t resist—especially since she’s just a rookie at a third-rate gossip rag. But now Irene’s investigation into the drowning threatens to tear down the wall of illusion that is so deftly built around the famous actor, and there are powerful men willing to do anything to protect their investment.
Seeking the truth, Irene finds herself drawn to a master of deception. Oliver Ward was once a world-famous magician—until he was mysteriously injured during his last performance. Now the owner of the Burning Cove Hotel, he can’t let scandal threaten his livelihood, even if it means trusting Irene, a woman who seems to have appeared in Los Angeles out of nowhere four months ago…
With Oliver’s help, Irene soon learns that the glamorous paradise of Burning Cove hides dark and dangerous secrets. And that the past—always just out of sight—could drag them both under…
The Girl Who Knew Too Much by Amanda Quick brings 1930s Hollywood glam and combines it with a mystery/suspense setting that keeps you guessing ‘til the end.
As I was reading this I was thinking about how unlucky Irene seemed to be. Death follows her and they all seem to have a connection. I really enjoyed the doubts that it placed in my mind; there were so many questionable characters with motives that it always left me guessing. Multiple POVs from the protagonists and antagonists. I loved seeing into the minds of every character.
This was going to be a 3 star read for me simply because it was a little slow. Though there was some action, there wasn’t too much of it. I also thought there would be more in the world of the 1930s shown in the descriptions and settings. Since it was slow, I would take breaks between reading, I just wasn’t excited to get back into it.
What redeemed this story for me was the ending. I loved it. There was a surprise that I wasn’t expecting and it kind of made me want another book to continue that storyline. Also, the romance was just enough to satisfy me. It wasn’t in your face, which I liked, and it was believable enough with two characters who just met. Both Irene and Oliver used that magic (excuse the pun, because he is an ex-magician after all) to fuel their romance. Well, also the fact that the rush from both of them being in danger kind of pushed it along. Two characters running from their pasts was the perfect basis for their relationship and establishment of trust. Speaking of which, I’m glad that Irene didn’t hem and haw over telling him about her past. There was already enough drama and I’m glad that wasn’t an extra factor to take in.
“Please don’t go upstairs tonight. Please say you’ll come down the hall to my bedroom instead.”
“Yes,” she said. She brushed her lips across his. “Yes.”