“Get out of my wife,” hisses frantic John at his tormenter. What mind-over-matter Mallory intends is resumption of her interrupted existence as John’s soulmate-no soul-transmigration too grotesque to contemplate. Belief first, then terror as John comes to understand the convoluted wickedness of her grand plan. Naturally, John resists so fanciful a notion, but Mallory-Eve knows too much minutiae to be doubted. Shortly after, Eve tells John she is Mallory-that is to say, Mallory in an Eve package. Eyes meet, hers the “eyes that know the souls of men.” Soon enough, she’s rattling off secrets only Mallory could have been party to. So one bright afternoon in Natchez, there’s drop-dead gorgeous Eve Sumner observing John Waters as he coaches his seven-year-old daughter’s soccer team. In actuality, Mallory, in a way incomprehensible to her (readers may also be puzzled), manages a “soul transmigration,” the first of several en route to her ultimate destination: John. A few years later, unlucky Mallory is raped and murdered.
The drop-dead gorgeous Mallory has a dark side to her, however, which John cottons onto the second time she tries to kill him. While a student at Ole Miss, John Waters falls overwhelmingly in love with Mallory Gray Candler, and she with him. Huh? Well, it happens this way in the latest Iles ( Dead Sleep, 2001, etc.). Wild and wooly-headed thriller in which a settled family man confronts his homicidal first love, who is herself dead and buried.
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