The suspicious death of an advertising-industry mogul envelops his daughter in a web of murder, corporate espionage and foul play.
Brogan’s slickly written novel begins with a bang as recently promoted Boston advertising executive Madison McKean learns that her father, Mark, a powerhouse CEO in the same vocation, has been anonymously accused of embezzlement and is being forced to resign. Dutifully, she races to Manhattan only to be handed her father’s suicide note by police detectives scouring his tony Upper West Side apartment. An empty rowboat adrift in the East River is found covered in Mark’s fingerprints, but there’s no sign of a body, so the investigation settles as Madison inherits and assumes controlling interest in Turner Advertising, her father’s globally renowned advertising firm. Turner’s board of directors turns out to be “snake pit” consisting of several of her father’s jealous, resentful colleagues hoping to catapult up the corporate ladder in his wake–at Madison’s expense. Claws come out as she sleuths her way through an unruly cabal of shifty characters, including Leland Merryweather, a ruthlessly scheming executive, and ever-present contract killer Harry Burkett, who takes orders from a number of cutthroat corporate types and is always one short step behind Madison. As Brogan’s busy narrative expands to include adventures in the Caribbean and the French Riviera, the complications also multiply, and Madison discovers a legion of naysayers on her tail, including those desperately in favor of a merger with rival company ComGlobe. Whether by street smarts or happenstance, Madison narrowly escapes death at every turn, and as the body count increases, she gains investigative support and romantic interest from Kevin Jordan, a down-to-earth creative director at Turner. Short, clipped chapters and a slick, satisfying plot make this a true treat.
Soft-core suspense and a resilient heroine–a great ride.