Thrillers, as you probably well know by now, are one of my favourite genres to read. I must admit that I haven’t read all that many during lockdown (mostly because I’ve rediscovered my love for Fantasy in this time) but a book I read a few months back – and enjoyed – was Blood Orange by Harriet Tyce.
Blood Orange by Harriet Tyce
I bought this book at the airport for my flight to Porto, along with The Other Half of Augusta Hope by Joanna Glen. Both were books that were on the highly recommended bestseller’s list and I was more than excited to get stuck into them. Blood Orange by Harriet Tyce follows protagonist Alison, a barrister who is married to a therapist, Carl. Carl runs a support group for men who have sex additions, and it’s fair to say that the vast majority of the financial side of life is covered by Alison’s high salary. Together, they have a young daughter named Matilda. You’re immediately made aware of the fact that Alison is having an affair with a work colleague, Patrick. It’s not a particularly classy affair, if there’s such a thing – usually initiated after a drunken night and spending time together in the office, after hours. The relationship between Alison and Carl is challenged – needless to say, he’s not all that impressed with Alison’s binges and the promises to her daughter that she regularly breaks. In spite of this, Carl isn’t a particularly nice character himself – he comments regularly on her downfalls and is quite sanctimonious in his approach to her, even where things she’s actually trying with are concerned.
Alison realises that she can’t keep going as she is and attempts to end the affair with Patrick – until she is assigned to work with him on a very high-scale murder case. The defendant has stabbed her husband, intends to plead guilty and there doesn’t seem to be much more to it than that – but Alison really believes that there’s something not quite right with the situation and takes it upon herself to find out the truth. All while being at the receiving end of some very threatening text messages that threaten to ruin everything she holds true. Alison, as a character, isn’t particularly likeable – she makes a whole host of terrible decisions throughout the story and you can hardly blame Carl for some of the comments he makes. Except sometimes, he goes a bit too far – and that’s where the story really starts to shine. There’s a bit of a twist at the end that I didn’t see coming – and another that was glaringly obvious – and overall I found that the book was an enjoyable read to get me through a short-haul flight… but not necessarily one of the best thrillers I’ve read this year.
Don’t just take my word for it though…