When Korede’s dinner is interrupted one night by a distress call from her sister, Ayoola, she knows what’s expected of her: bleach, rubber gloves, nerves of steel and a strong stomach. This’ll be the third boyfriend Ayoola’s dispatched in, quote, self-defence and the third mess that her lethal little sibling has left Korede to clear away. She should probably go to the police for the good of the menfolk of Nigeria, but she loves her sister and, as they say, family always comes first.
Until, that is, Ayoola starts dating the doctor where Korede works as a nurse. Korede’s long been in love with him, and isn’t prepared to see him wind up with a knife in his back: but to save one would mean sacrificing the other…
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I wanted to love this one, but it fell a bit flat for me. This is easily a novel that you can read in a sitting. It starts off with Korede getting a phone call from her sister, Ayoola, who has killed yet another boyfriend. This one makes it three, which makes Ayoola a serial killer.
I liked the premise of the novel, a sister as a serial killer, but sadly the characters didn’t win me over. I didn’t really like Korede, I found her to be a bit of a pushover, who never stood up for herself. Then there was Ayoola. I really disliked her. She was selfish, spoiled and didn’t care about how her actions impacted her loved ones, especially her sister.
3 calculators out of a potential 5. A quick read that I enjoyed, but I wished I had more of a connection with the characters.