To say I'm disappointed with this book would be a huge understatement. I'm a big fan of this author (the Grant County books are fantastic), but this story just didn't grab me.
You have a man who has been bullied his entire life, who finds that his role in life is to confess to murders - just so he can keep seeing the nice lady detective of the story.
The nice lady detective lives in a world of her own (one where she invents lesbian lovers - one of whom dies of breast cancer), just so her fellow colleagues will stop calling her frigid.
The most baffling thing to me though, is that Martin ends up on death row, for two murders that his mother committed (a mother who does the circuits of the talk shows and is writing a book about her deranged son). He even gets her to confess during a prison visit and does nothing with that information because he's happy where he is.
The only good thing about this book is that it only took a few hours to read.