Book review: Bad Blood by E. O. Chirovici⁠


ou can’t trust your own memories.

You can’t trust other people’s.

So how do you know what really happened that night?

One rainy night in New York, psychologist James Cobb gives a talk on the art of recovering lost memories. Afterwards, he’s approached by a stranger: a dying man who, forty years ago, woke up in a hotel room with a murdered woman, and no memory at all of what happened. Now, he needs to know whether he was an innocent bystander – or a killer.

Intrigued, James begins to unpick the tangled threads of this decades-old mystery. But everyone involved has a different story to tell, and every fact he uncovers has another interpretation. As his interest becomes an obsession, and secrets from his own past start to surface, he begins to suspect that someone has buried the truth deep enough to hide it forever.


This one was a very fast-paced plot focused mystery read, which are some of my favourite kinds of reads, so even when the book isn’t really *that* good, I still get a good amount of enjoyment out of it.⁠

This one focuses on a psychiatrist trying to solve a decades old murder/missing persons case, and the whole book is set around a bunch of uber-rich super high class characters. Some people love reading thrillers based around the really unattainable upper class but it’s neither here nor there for me.⁠

This book opened up a number of avenues for the story to eventually go down, and for a good long while I wasn’t sure how Chirovici was going to wrap the story up. With a reasonably short number of pages, this one was good at keeping my attention I read it over just a couple of reading sessions.⁠

However, unfortunately, the story ended with probably my least favourite of the options, so I was disappointed with the way it ended.⁠

The most notable thing about this book was areas that I found a bit problematic. The use of certain words seemed old-fashioned for a book published in 2018. A psychiatrist calling his patients ‘insane’ or ‘crazy’ felt offensive and unprofessional. Speaking of unprofessional, said psychiatrist also had an inappropriate relationship with a young client of his too. Despite the fact that by the end of the book he holds himself accountable for those actions, it still gave me the major ick. And lastly, a sex worker was called a ‘hooker’, which is already one of my least favourite words, but it was used in a decidedly unfriendly and negative way.⁠

This was a weird one. There were definitely issues with the book as a whole but because it was so fast-paced and the story flowed really well, I didn’t hate it.⁠

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐

Book Details:

Pages: 256
Edition Published:
Genre: Mystery, Fiction, Thriller
Goodreads Av. Rating: 3.77

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