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The Maid by Nita Prose : Book Review


My first murder mystery of the year and it doesn't disappoint. The Maid tells the story of, molly the maid, working at The regency grand hotel, who is falsely arrested for a suspected murder, and how she with the help of few trust worthy people removes the blame from her head. 

After familiarising with the writer, and understanding that she has worked in editing, my expectation sky rocketed. In the beginning the books felt really monotonous, but soon I grew into the writing style.


The characters, especially Molly the maid, are very well written. The switch in between the characters gets better as you continue reading. 


The book doesn't have unnecessary details, so it doesn't get boring at any point.


My problem with most of the books is the slow pace, but The maid DOES not disappoint in the arena. 


The intricate detailing, the build up, the reveal, the blind side action, everything made this very different from other books. 


Not going to lie, in the beginning, I almost DNFed this book because of its writing style and one-dimensional protagonist. This feature of the books turns out to be the highlight of character writing. It is a noteworthy example of how to write characters without social skills and without emotional depth. 


Initially I rated this book 3 stars but the final reveal of the book added one more star to the rating. This book is excellent reading for adults and teens. 


I took away one star for the ambiguous nature of the Molly’s intelligence. On one hand she is unable to understand the emotions and sarcastic statements of her coworkers, but gets smart enough to make such comments on her own later in the book. Also, if she is on the autism spectrum, or have similar disabilities, its was not specified. This bugged me the whole time. 


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