Unfortunately, this book reminded me why I tend not to read much genre fiction anymore. It started off interestingly, very creepy and with a great female protagonist, but it quickly became cliche in terms of both plot and the writing itself. The balance between the mystery (which didn't maintain much tension throughout most of the book) and the protagonist's romantic life was off, and the writing itself could be awkward.
Also, for three-quarters of the book we're with Maeve as the narrator, then all of a sudden, for no good reason, the pov switches to a fellow cop (her lover) and from there on out goes back and forth between the two. Disappointing. :(