Each person at the company gets at least one chance to tell their story, and Rosenblum is a deft storyteller, juggling these points of view with ease. Readers will delight in knowing every secret while waiting for the explosive denouement.
While the book is not as well constructed as Rosenblum’s debut, it is funnier. The CEO’s Winston Churchill obsession alone is a hilarious running joke. And, again, the author is fantastic at showing the subtle corruption of wealth and how those who have it justify both the having and the wanting more.
Entertaining if slightly undercooked ... The wicked streak Rosenblum exhibited in her debut shows up here, too, but her characters are a little less well-rounded this time out, and the pace flags in the middle. Still, this is a beach read with bite.
