Kathy Reichs, Monday Mourning.
Enjoyable pulp, nothing special.
I dislike the way Reichs can't manage suspense. Quit talking about it, just let it come. Do not, do not, do not at the end of a chapter write the line "Whenever I think back on that moment, I wish to God I'd done what Tawny was asking. I wish to God I'd listened and understood."
I'll put up with this crap, but only 'cause my brain needed a quick break from thinking.