I’m about to start The Murderer’s Daughter, by Jonathan Kellerman. I almost didn’t pick it up at the library because I am unreasonably irritated by the apparently faddish formula “The Somebody’s Something” in book publishing (The Time Traveler’s Wife, The Orphan Master’s Son, The Bonesetter’s Daughter, etc., etc., etc.). The idea that somebody’s chief identity is as the relative of somebody else just grates on me. If the somebody else is so important, let’s have the story about him, then (and it usually is a man, isn’t it?).
However, I’ve enjoyed several Kellerman novels before (Jonathan, not Faye), and I’m still in page-turner mode.