The thing with Kindles is that it’s sometimes hard to judge how far you are into a book, thinking you are almost finished only to find out there’s another 200 pages to be explored. I had this experience with The Paying Guests, and I am still undecided as to whether in this it was a good surprise.
This was almost two novels: a love and a crime story, with the division taking place halfway through thanks to a grisly murder and its cover up. I adored the first half, but I am just not sure about the second half until the final pages tied it all back together again with a clumsy attempt at a bow-tie.
I am going to go back and re-read The Night Watch to make myself fall in love with Waters again.