How I Met My Man - Rick R. Reed I wouldn’t call this a mystery novel, though, for there wasn’t much of a mystery; the villain is pretty obvious early on. This was more like one of those horror movies where you can’t help calling out to the clueless hero, “Look closer, idiot! He’s got a KNIFE!” Apparently Rick R Reed can’t help writing horror even though it’s supposed to be “just” suspense – don’t get me wrong, I don’t think this is a bad thing at all. It was one of the things that kept me on the edge of my seat while reading this.This book had some seriously nightmarish moments, at least for me — among them the last picture of the drag queen, stripped of his glamour. The business with the black plumes wasn’t really unveiled, the resolve only hinted at. Who was the one who wrote the cards? Who was the intruder, now? The insecurity adds another, slightly disturbing tone to the picture, and thus the sweet domesticity of the ending felt a bit askew for me. What I dreaded didn’t happen, but I couldn’t help waiting for the other shoe to drop.All in all, this was a solid, skillfully written piece of entertainment of the darker, eerier sort which I really enjoyed.Review originally written for