The Flight Attendant

Cassandra Bowden is no stranger to hungover mornings. She's a binge drinker, her job with the airline making it easy to find adventure, and the occasional blackouts seem to be inevitable. She lives with them, and the accompanying self-loathing. When she awakes in a Dubai hotel room, she tries to piece the previous night back together, already counting the minutes until she has to catch her crew shuttle to the airport. She quietly slides out of bed, careful not to aggravate her already pounding head, and looks at the man she spent the night with. She sees his dark hair. His utter stillness. And blood, a slick, still wet pool on the crisp white sheets. Afraid to call the police--she's a single woman alone in a hotel room far from home--Cassie begins to lie. She lies as she joins the other flight attendants and pilots in the van. She lies on the way to Paris as she works the first class cabin. She lies to the FBI agents in New York who meet her at the gate. Soon it's too late to come clean-or face the truth about what really happened back in Dubai. Could she have killed him? If not, who did?

My Review

I did like this book. I read it fairly quickly. The story was good. However, I do have to break down some of the faults that I had with this book that would have made it that much better for me.

1) The main character Cassie. If it had not been for the fact that she found herself waking up next to a dead body, she would have been just a "Plain Jane". There was nothing that intriguing about her life or her personality.

2) The intensity level. It was middle of the road. It never rose above that level.

3) The ending was a let down. I hate reading a book just to get to the ending and have it be weak.

If all of these items were to be improved, then, I would have rated this book another star. Although, I did like what I read and would read another book from this author.