What begins as a reasonable mystery about the relationships between several couples in Savanna, upended when the most powerful of the group brings home his new bride. Keisha doesn’t fit in with the others, she is young, British and Black.

This begins the stirring of a pot full of intrigue, secrets and divided loyalties. The problem is that It devolves into a nonsensical discussion of voodoo, superstition and absurd plots. I don’t know who this would appeal to, certainly not any of my readers. I would say skip this in favor of one of the many books of this genre that make sense.

Thank you Netgalley.