I went into it expecting a fast-paced, page-turner thriller. Although the book indeed has a murder mystery, I didn’t find it as exciting as I thought it’d be!

The protagonist, Molly the Maid, is not your neurotypical person who understands facial expressions and social cues. She works at the Regency Grand as a cleaning maid, a job that she loves completely, returning rooms to a state of perfection. She goes about her days largely unnoticed by the people around her, always present and aware but invisible to others. When she finds the infamous Mr Black dead in his suite, a murder mystery unfolds in which Molly finds herself unwittingly entangled in.

The book does well to address how truths can be subjective, how what seems obvious to one person might not seem obvious to another. Molly being misunderstood is the key driver of the plot, and the writer seeks to convey the fault in making assumptions of people.

What I did not quite enjoy was how quickly and simply everything got solved in the end. Apart from Molly, all the characters were quite one-dimensional. The bad guys kept being bad and the good guys good, with no mystery that kept me guessing who the murderer was (the best part about a thriller!). A new character is introduced toward the end of the book to save the day, everyone kind comes to help, and the bad guys get put away. It felt like a fairy tale with a moral of the story at the end. Additionally, I found the part about what Molly did to her Gran unnecessary and to be frank quite egregious, and the entire last chapter with the pillow. What purpose did those parts serve?

I would recommend this book to people who are looking for a light read, but still want a little bit of mystery. (Just a little bit.)