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Fit to Kill by Donnie Whetstone
Genre - Thriller
Length - Novel
TBR Reviewer - Kim
This is the story of a personal trainer who acts out his fantasies of killing his clients by brutally murdering other people. It is up to a slightly damaged female detective to try and put the pieces together and solve the mystery before any more people are killed.
After a fairly lengthy introduction - that set the scene for a story in the world of high fitness - this story took off. It was a very clever thriller. Things were done so that it kept you guessing most of the way through. It was graphic and violent and I loved it. Tara was the damaged detective, who usually relys on her gut instinct steering her right. After a case went wrong a couple of years before, she is no longer sure about her instincts and begins to doubt herself. Meanwhile the killer is well on his way to serial killer status by acting out all sorts of fantasies by brutalising his victims. This was fast paced, detailed (almost too much so in places) and had a mind blower of an ending. A great serial killer thriller for lovers of the genre.
Cassandra shakes her head in disbelieve as the scale has her three pounds heavier than her last assessment.
“I’ve had it. I’ve followed your program for twelve weeks and it didn’t work,” Cassandra says out of frustration. “I don’t know why I fall for these ridiculous programs!” Tears well in her eyes.
“Cassandra,” the trainer says in a calm, deliberate tone. “I need to ask you something and you need to be truthful, did you follow the changes we made three weeks ago?”
“Yes…I did,” she says.
“Cassandra,” the trainer says in a deliberate, not so calm tone, “did you do something...three days ago…You know…have a cheat meal with margaritas, perhaps?”
Cassandra went on the offensive.
“I don’t like your tone and I don’t like what you’re insinuating. I followed your program and it didn’t wor…”
Cassandra’s last word did not materialize before she finds herself four feet from where she was standing, jammed against a wall, with a powerful hand clamped over her mouth.
When her mind catches up to what has happened, she finds herself gazing into eyes that are cold and dark. Astonishment instantly becomes fear, then terror when she realizes she is in a deadly place. The eyes peering at her are not the eyes of the man she was with moments ago.
“That was not the answer to my question Cassandra; a simple yes or no would have sufficed!”
Tears began to stream heavily down Cassandra’s face and the powerful hand muffles any chance of her screaming.
“I think you were insinuating my program didn’t work, which means you were following your diet.”
Adrenaline surges through Cassandra and her heart is beating at a frantic pace.
“Since you refuse to answer my question, I’m going to have to find out for myself. Now, you’re probably wondering…How am I going to do that?”