The beginning of ‘And So It Begins’ is an end of a sorts,
introducing Sergeant Stephanie King, about to discover the bloodied bodies of
Mark and his girlfriend Evie in their bed.
Mark North was a photographer, living a reclusive life after the
accidental death of his wife (Mia) almost four years previously.
But Evie is not dead and she is forthright in her admission
that she killed Mark.
And then there is Cleo.
Cleo is Mark’s sister. She is
fiercely protective of him, distrusting anyone who fails to afford him
appropriate respect, or gets in the way of their close relationship.
The story is mainly revealed in two time lines: the first
takes us back two years to when Evie met Mark as a prospective client, and
follows their relationship which is liberally peppered with Cleo and her
suspicions that Evie is not what she pretends to be. The other main part is courtroom set as Evie
stands trial, her defence self-defence.
The main characters are very well drawn, and while not
tremendously likeable (as seems to be the general trend) it’s easy to
understand their behaviour in the context of their motivation. There’s no out and out trickery in the
plotting either, while the story weaves in many directions, and you will
probably change your mind a few times about what’s actually going on, the
signposts are all there.
Where does anything begin? Is there a point in time that
stands out as the catalyst to what eventually happens, or is it more a series
of moments, small, perhaps insignificant moments that lend momentum, that
predict an inevitable conclusion? Or is it all in the eye of the beholder?
Submitted by Lorna
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