I’ve spent an afternoon completely swept up in Lisa Henry’s vivid imagery -the sights and smells of Rome so real… and desperate for the two MC’s to find a way out of that oppressive city. The feeling of claustrophobia and impending doom is relentless. I recently heard a quote by Hitchcock that hits the nail on the head..…”There is no terror in the explosion, only the anticipation of it.”
Part of me wishes it were longer with more of the romance between Senna and Aenor but this is not that kind of story. What it is is dark and suspenseful and utterly engrossing.
Thanks Lisa :)