This is a case study in genre mixing—one that does not have a positive outcome. The Obsession begins with a heart rending thriller in which young Naomi discovers her father is a serial rapist and murderer. She rescues his latest victim, then we follow her shattered family as they try to pick up the pieces. But then we jump to adult Naomi, and all the magic gets thrown off a cliff. We are treated to chapters and chapters of interior design description and nonsensical chattering about beveled glass for the cabinets and dishes made from recycled glass. We meet the love interest, who is nice, sexy, and very open about his interest in Naomi. She holds off because, given her past, she shies away from complications or attachments. It has the ingredients, and lord knows Nora Roberts has been doing this long enough to know how to make a good story. But it didn't come together this time. It felt like two entirely different books, with a crappy sequel to the first book tacked on to the end. Not Roberts' fault, but the audio book narrator was also not as good as she might have been, so that did not help.