Trigger by Kris Brooker

Psychological Crime Thriller
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Trigger by Kris Brooker

Trigger was groomed in the House of the Lord. The coveting of priests, they said, was a reward for his faith. But God sent Jamie, the girl with blood on her hands. She saved them both, and God’s warriors burned in Hell.

Hidden amongst London’s homeless Trigger feels that God has stopped listening. Jamie broke her vow and killed again. Torn between his faith and his affection, Trigger will do anything to protect her.

Sergeant Adams has made the connection. A third body convinces him there’s a serial-killer loose in London, so why won’t his superiors listen?
Adams will risk his job, and his life, to stop a killer preying on London’s homeless.

Three personalities, ever-darkening desires; an endgame they’ll never see coming.

4.7
4.7 out of 5 stars (based on 176 reviews)

Having been homeless I can say this book got me numerous levels. A tale of snakes and ladders, with Trigger ruthlessly descending. Love Jamie, as does Trigger. He’ll do anything for her, including hiding the bodies. Cops want them, Harry wants them. All they want is to be together. It’s quite a ride.

Tim Dorsey

There are so many twists and turns in this plot its hard to find a place to start. God, drugs, serial killer, obsessive cop, a drug dealer who thinks he’s Dirty Harry. Keep up! I found myself routing for Trigger as his life explodes. Great finale !!

Honor Said

A bit weird if I’m honest. Very direct prose about a young man who has serial killer for a girlfriend. His troubles seem relentless, and yet gripping. Different to what I’ve read before

RUC

Trigger is trying to escape his demons and make a life for himself and Jamie. Jamie is a nightmare, and life keeps dragging them down. Seriously cool tale of a homeless couple who spiral into a dark abyss.

Nommie

Trigger is a first person read. I really enjoyed certain aspects of the writing, the plot, and the overall feel of the book. 3.5 out of five. Wasn’t carried away, but then I never am.

Lisa Barrow