This book had so much potential that never came to fruition. What could be better than the discovery of two bodies but neither body is the one the homeowner buried. And that's where the story stopped being interesting. I waited and waited for "the thriller with a dash of sharp humor" to show up. But all I seemed to find was alot of confusion about who was talking and why was it necessary for us to know what the Tessa was thinking. At times it felt like I was reading a book about Lassie. I have to say that I was relieved to finally find out what happened to Harris' motorcycle. That nagged at me the whole time that I was reading this book.