Review Of Broken Rhodes, by Kimber Silver
With Christmas in the rearview, I'm using the interlude between Boxing Day and New Years to post my last review of 2023. I hope each of you has been able to spend some quality time with loved ones while finding moments of restful solitude.
So, what's it all about?
Kinsley Rhodes blows into Harlow, Kansas, like a tornado, twisting Sheriff Lincoln James' life into knots. Her grandfather has been murdered and she wants answers.
As fi the town's first homicide in twenty years wasn't enough, the beleaguered sheriff now has to deal with Henry Rhodes' bobcat of a granddaughter, plunging his life into deeper chaos. As a dark storm threatens, long-held secrets are exposed, placing Kinsley directly in harm's way.
In a race against time, Lincoln's prime objective is to discover the killer's identity before Miss Rhodes becomes the next victim . . .
Just My Thoughts:
Kinsley Rhodes is the embodiment of a conflicted soul. In her youth, the abhorrent cruelty of her peers diverges the course of her life. The once shy, but trusting Kinsley, construct an emotional safe room, keeping a distance from normal social interactions and relationships. At the outset, her innate characteristics surface in moments of perceived security, but are frequently shelved as real or interpreted threats arise. Towards the end, Kinsley has begun to heal from her trauma, perhaps at a tempo that may not accurately reflect reality. In fairness, I had to keep in mind that this is a work of fiction.
Returning to Harlow brings her face to face with her tormentors and a dangerous criminal enterprise that stretches far beyond the town limits.
This is a compelling tale of ancient grudges, buried family secrets, a healing journey, and the struggle against a psychopathic force that has poisoned a community for too many years.
If you possess an affinity for the underdog, a curiosity for what lies beneath, a taste for mystery, and a fondness for slow burn romance, this is your next read.
Meet Kimber:
My love of reading began early, cultivated by my grandmother. I cut my teeth on the works of Louis L'Armour. Then my curiosity for other genres blossomed, and I spent any free time I had in the library. The stories took me away from the farm, and the small town I lived in, to a world so vast, that I felt like I could achieve anything.
My imagination has always been vivid, and my grandparents encouraged me to write down the stories I regaled them with. I have never felt more alive than when I'm immersed in a new tale, as it takes form.
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