My Sister, the Serial Killer
When Korede’s dinner is interrupted one night by a distress call from her sister, Ayoola, she knows what’s expected of her: bleach, rubber gloves, nerves of steel and a strong stomach. This’ll be the third boyfriend Ayoola’s dispatched in “self-defence” and the third mess that her lethal little sibling has left Korede to clear away. She should probably go to the police for the good of the menfolk of Nigeria, but she loves her sister and, as they say, family always comes first. Until, that is, Ayoola starts dating a doctor at the hospital where Korede works as a nurse. Korede’s long been in love with him, and isn’t prepared to see him wind up with a knife in his back: but to save one would mean sacrificing the other…
I was really excited to read this book because I’d heard that it was so good! There was a bit of a wait for it at the library, so I was really excited when my hold finally came in!
This book is a really quick read. The chapters are fairly short, and the story was so compelling that I didn’t want to put it down (even though I was reading via the Libby app on my phone, which is like my least-favourite way to read).
This is a book about family, especially sisters, and whether those bonds are strong enough to survive murder, love, jealousy, and more. And should they? Did Ayoola truly need Korede’s help? Or was Korede enabling her sister’s awful acts? Did she choose to turn a blind eye, or was her sister really acting in self-defense? I loved watching events unfold, and couldn’t stop reading once I started.