Malice House by Megan Shepherd

 

This might be as quickly as I've bailed on a book in a while--not even twenty pages. At least four things wrong enough about reality that my suspension of disbelief came crashing to the metaphorical floor. The voice wasn't inspiring great confidence, either, all kinda short sentences with occasional fragments, but I might have been able to deal with that. Oh, well, yet another author to remember to avoid.