by Allie Burke
Its been at least twelve hours since I read the last page of this book, and I’m still reeling. This novel is like when you lose your grasp on reality for just a moment and you have to ask yourself what the fuck just happened. It’s a mindfuck for sure. I still haven’t figured out the ending – I heard from other readers the ending was like WTF – but I wasn’t expecting that. You’re so focused on the big reveal during the whole thing that Mann pulls a fast one on you with what seems like no effort at all; it is so seamless. I still don’t quite understand what happened. I considered asking the author myself since she is a personal friend of mine, but truth be told I’m kind of embarrassed that I don’t have it figured out yet. I’ll get it I’m sure, even if I have to read it again.
The mindfuck that is this book is what makes Mann such a great author. You never know what to expect out of her. I’ve read all her books, and they all stand on their own. She is truly a master of her craft. Prisoned, like all her other titles, leaves you with separation anxiety once you’re done – one of those books you just put down and you stare at the wall for hours because you just don’t know what else to do with yourself.
The style, development, pace – all of it – is right on point, as usual, and I’m running to get her next one. The woman puts out books like I drink wine and quality never, ever suffers as a result. Watch yourself with this one though if you have a weak stomach, because it is brutal. As sexy as the scenes with Garin are, the scenes from the torture chamber are gruesome. I’ve read some mysteries from authors like Karin Slaughter who holds nothing back, but even I winced a couple times as Mann let us into Kyle’s head. Prisoned has a sadistically twisted plot. If it was a movie, I imagine I’d cover my eyes and ears through some parts.
Bravo, Marni Mann. Once again, you have shown us all how it’s done.