I bought this in the strangest of places - At a dollar outlet store with a stack of things that looked somewhat interesting. Then it sat in my to-read pile for a few years... But when I eventually picked it up, I enjoyed it and read it through.

I didn't feel the story was particularly brilliant - Readers who enjoy a slow stroll through a study in what makes people tick will like the book far better than those who demand a clever plot. I somewhat identified with Anna (up to a point) and I found Roger interesting. This book takes place in London which is a setting I usually enjoy.

I think the only real surprise for me was that for a book which I didn't feel was brilliantly written, the writer was good enough to leave me with a vaguely creepy feeling at times. Anna's complete detachment from her murderous act (revealed at the start), mixed with her straight forward, practical honesty left my skin crawling. And I found Roger, arrogant and unable to commit, to be quite convincing.

The only real complaints I have are that the heavy handed office sexism was really irritating and that the ending fell a bit flat. After going through the whole book wondering how things were going to turn out for Anna, the author really didn't give us an ending - I think perhaps one or two more pages were in order. If he meant to imply something, I sure didn't glean enough clues from his final scenes to figure out what.