I wanted to love this one, but I’m not sure if I even liked it! The plot centers around an Anna Delvey-esque con artist (Poppy Hastings) and our protagonist, Rose Aslani, a young, ambitious journalist who struggles with addiction and mental health. Poppy had posed as high-society, old money, only to steal from everyone around her. Rose broke the story (only to turn Poppy into a bit of a celebrity). As the book opens, Poppy is being released from prison (after two years), and Rose might just lose everything Upon her release, several of Rose’s sources end up dead. Rose becomes convinced that Poppy is the killer. She quickly unravels (these parts were all very hard to read, so there is a content warning for suicidal thoughts, addiction, and destructive behavior). Meanwhile, Poppy’s star continues to rise, and Rose risks losing everything she’s worked for. First she’s fired from her job; are her friendships next? Can Rose prove that Poppy is guiltier than much more than people think? With the help of a handsome FBI agent, it’s a race against the clock. The plot of this was fun; I just found it way too campy and cheesy (and oftentimes totally off the rails!) for my taste. And I hated the ending! I completely understand it’s a satire, but the campiness was too much for me. It was over the top but (in my opinion) not in a good way! Add to that: I didn’t love Rose — I don’t always do well with a messy narrator. Still, the plot was enjoyable, and I’ll read anything even remotely inspired by Anna Delvey…, so maybe I am the problem!