After reading several mysteries and Christmas themed books (for some reason I read more of the first ones when I feel like wrapping myself up in a blanket and just watch the cold and dark weather from the inside), I decided to mix it up a little, and I chose the next book from my NetGalley pile that gets published. It seemed like a nice change, yet it sounded like one that would still not be too much during the rest of the holidays. Well, I was wrong. This book had nothing to do with that cozy tea drinking holiday feel I imagined myself to be reading. I caught up, though, so after the first couple of pages it didn't bother me anymore. I have many thoughts on this one, they have created a complete chaos in my head, but I do my best to conduct them to you. Maybe a cup of coffee would make you good while reading this.