Mine is to never listen or read another Hoag. I don't think that's a recommendation, but lots of folks do. Oh Colacci reads well, keeps the characters in their own spaces, but lapses from time to time into a Scott Brick impersonation. And judging by Hoag's sales, there are lots of ladies who get off on this stuff. Is there a surprise anywhere in all of this? Well yeah, Hoag's bad-guy is made so predictable to make room for multi-page make-up sex scenes that are a sort of squishy fem-porn. And (startle, surprise) they seem to ignite old embers of a long ago love which - inexplicably to me - went cool in Washington. Square jawed FBI super-star but tragically-at-war-with-his-inner-angst-hunk John Quinn, and drop-dead-gorgeous-blonde FBI agent turned fiesty victim/witness-advocate Kate Conlan are THROWN together in Minneapolis to look too far-and-wide (when they should have looked near-and-dear) for the ghastly cretin, THE CREMATOR. I figured that with David Colacci reading it might not be aimed entirely at a bodice buster market. Never listened to Tami Hoag before, but kept getting recommendations from Audible. Damsel In Distress Romance Torture Novel.
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