Rule One—Nothing is right, nothing is wrong.
Rule Two—Be careful.
Rule Three—Fight using your legs whenever possible, because they’re the strongest part of your body. Your arms are the weakest.
Rule Four—Hit to kill. The first blow should be the last, if at all possible.
Rule Five—The letters are the law.
Kit takes her role as London’s notorious “Perfect Killer” seriously. The letters and cash that come to her via a secret mailbox are not a game; choosing who to kill is not an impulse decision. Every letter she receives begins with “Dear Killer,” and every time Kit murders, she leaves a letter with the dead body. Her moral nihilism and thus her murders are a way of life—the only way of life she has ever known.
But when a letter appears in the mailbox that will have the power to topple Kit’s convictions as perfectly as she commits her murders, she must make a decision: follow the only rules she has ever known, or challenge Rule One, and go from there.
Description taken from Goodreads.
It’s hard to review this book because there were parts of it that just were not at all appealing to me.
DEAR KILLER is unrealistic and full of plot holes. It is also narrated by a mostly-irritating main character who, for a seventeen year old “Perfect Killer”, spends the majority of the book very unconvincingly pretending to be someone she’s not–while all the while, everyone believes her. For someone who has committed so many murders, she’s terrible at covering up her tracks and is a stupid and childish character. There are so many bad moves made in this book, and Kit is responsible for each and every one of them.
And the police. The police aren’t just stupid people that would let any random person, let alone a seventeen year old girl have any kind of information about a case as critical as a perfect killer.
Don’t even get me started on why a 20-something guy would be assigned to be in charge of a case like that.
The letters that Kit gets, these requests to kill people–a lot of people know how to get there and about the “mailbox”. So let’s say what, 150 or so people know about this mailbox, and the police who are investigating this case don’t know about it? And none of the people who are so clearly identifiable in these letters have confessed where the mailbox is? Not even that, but the fact that Kit sees herself as a hero. A virtuoso. The world needs her. These letters mean nothing. Kit kills for no reason whatsoever, petty things that should in no way result in death.
To sum up my explanation of why this book was so disappointing in so many ways for me, I have to talk about the end. No spoiler alert, because this isn’t a spoiler. The ending doesn’t resolve itself at all. Kit ends up doing something that I expected might happen, but definitely not in the way it ended up happening. It was a unresolved ending to an unresolved book.
If you’re into great psychological thrillers or amazing murder mysteries, I would not recommend this book. This is not a great psychological thriller and there are way too many plot holes here to be an amazing murder mystery, to say the least.
But not we’re to why this book is hard to review.
Because this book was okay.
All of the above statements in this review are things I think, but at the same time I enjoyed it. Not because it’s any kind of good psychological thriller, but because it was entertaining for me. I actually cared about Kit at times, and I wanted her to end up with Alex, and when I was reading and I blinded myself to what I blatantly saw, this book was a good way to pass the time. Up until the ending, I could forgive it for being so incredibly bad in a literary sense. In fiction though, this is good for any bored reader who wants something new. For a serious murder mystery person, this book will probably not satisfy in any way–but if you can accept the things above and just enjoy it for what it is, DEAR KILLER is not a bad read. 2.5 stars.
pg count for the hardback: 359