Review: The White Iris by Susanne Matthews - #NewRelease @jandsmatt
The White Iris by Susanne Matthews
Book Three in The Harvester Series

My Review: 

Julie Swift, virologist for the CDC, is a woman who hides her pain in her constant need for routines, and her analytical views on every single thing. She is smart, and she is exactly what Trevor Clark and his FBI task force needs to finally catch the Prophet. Unfortunately, the shared past between Julie and Trevor, one that left them both heartbroken with an ended engagement, might be one huge roadblock in the final path to ending the Prophet and his reign. Time is quickly running out for everyone.

The White Iris takes the reader on the final journey of the cult and the people who are desperately trying to take it down. Time is running out to stop the Prophet before he finally begins opening his "plagues" on the world to rid it of sinners. Bring together characters like Trevor and Julie, plus the majority of the gang from the previous two books, and you've got one heck of a tale. 

I would say the majority of this story was suspense and thriller. The romance was touched on throughout, especially with the volatile history between Julie and Trevor, but it really picked up around 60-70 percent. I think all in all, that made for a good story that let me focus on the answers I have been demanding for throughout this whole series. Julie and Trevor were quite literally, the icing on the cake. 

After talking to Mrs. Matthews about this series, I'm not entirely sure this is the final book. While the ending stayed open for certain aspects, and left me with some questions, other things ended with a final bang that gave me a great deal of closure to this series. 

So either way, I will look for more and be satisfied with what I was given. Like the rest of the series, The White Irish is well-written, brilliantly crafted, and a page-turner that is worth every star it can be given. Five stars all the way. 

Thank you, Susanne, for one of the best series I have had the pleasure of reading. 


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Time’s running out for Special Agent Trevor Clark and the FBI task force.

No closer to discovering the Prophet’s secret identity. Trevor channels all of his energy into re-examining the clues to the Great Burning. As the Prophet and his new harvester make good on the second plague and the body count escalates, Trevor is convinced they will be facing a biological threat. In uncharted territory, he looks to the CDC and virologist Dr. Julie Swift for answers, but their past relationship won’t make it easy to work with her.

Two years ago, Julie ended their engagement after what she saw as Trevor’s betrayal. Unable to move on, Julie has focused her efforts on her career. Now, faced with the possibility of the greatest epidemic since the Spanish flu, she has to put her faith and her safety, as well as that of countless others into the hands of a man she doesn’t trust. Can they set aside their differences to stop the prophet, and in doing so, will they find the love they lost?


As soon as they were alone, Julie’s bravado slipped. The smell of his aftershave filled the elevator, reminding her treacherous body of other times. She folded her arms across her chest, knowing he couldn’t see her puckered nipples under the lab coat, but needing to close herself off from him and all the emotions flooding her.
“I know you’re mad at me, Julie, and you have every right to be. This is probably the last thing you want to do right now, but it’s important,” Trevor said, his voice bouncing off the mirrored walls.
Of course it is. The job comes first. It always has, and it always will.
Ellie was right. If Julie had seen him two years ago, after she’d sent back the ring, she could’ve been happy by now—might even have fallen in love again and started a family. Dr. Dalton Rush, a visiting oncogenomics expert from the White Iris Foundation, had asked her to consider working with him on a joint virology-oncology project. The thought of working on a cure for something instead of a preemptive measure appealed to her, but it would mean leaving Atlanta for Nevada. Maybe it was time to bite the bullet and accept his offer. If this Prophet nutcase did deliver a bomb, the last thing she wanted to do was be with the CDC working with Trevor as Brad had decreed.
“You’re right,” she said, keeping her voice steady, accepting the inevitability of the situation. “A crazy man with whatever the hell he has in mind is far more important than our past.”
“That’s not true,” he said. “I know you don’t want to hear this, but I volunteered to come down here. I’ve missed you.”
“Then you have a funny way of showing it.” She couldn’t hold back the fury in her voice. “Not one phone call in two years, not even an acknowledgment that you received the ring or my request to talk…”
“I wanted to call, but I didn’t know what to say, and I knew what you wanted to talk about. I didn’t think there was anything left to say, but I’m sorry I hurt you…”
“That’s always been your problem.” The words erupted from her mouth, her frustration and pain too great to stop them. “For a smart man, you just don’t think. You didn’t know what to say? Ha! You could’ve told me the real reason you wouldn’t come to Carson Creek, the reason you lied to me time and time again. But it doesn’t matter anymore.” The emotional storm blew itself out as quickly as it had arisen. “That’s water under the bridge. As far as coming here, considering the level of secrecy involved, who else could’ve done it? But I’ll bet you didn’t count on having to see me.”
“Count on it? No, but I’d hoped. I’m really sorry about the way things ended between us. If anything could’ve been different—if I could’ve told you … You have a right to be angry…”
“And I suppose you still can’t.” She shook her head when his face told her she was right. “Fine. I’m not angry, Trevor, not anymore. I was furious, then hurt, and finally disappointed, but I’m over it. We got lucky. We learned that we weren’t compatible before we made a mistake that would’ve been costly.”
Liar, her conscience screamed, but she wouldn’t listen. Shutting down her emotions, just as he’d shut down his, she retreated into the science that served her well, giving him a quick tour and outlining the safety protocols for the most dangerous virus samples they had on hand. Mechanically, she ran through the radiation handouts, discussed what could be done in the event of exposure, and showed him the necessary gear while the words, he’s only here because of the case, repeated themselves in her head.
The chemistry between them had been reactive, and she’d assumed that meant they suited, but her hypothesis had been as flawed as her experiment, methods, and conclusion. Reactive chemicals didn’t always produce something good. Trevor didn’t care. All she’d been was a good lay and a way to pass the time. If he’d loved her, he’d have found a way to come to Colorado.
With each impassive word she spoke, using the science she trusted, she added an inch or two to the wall he’d forged between them. She for chemical poisoning, including sarin and chlorine. When she’d finished, she led him back to the reception area and held out her hand for one final handshake.
“That’s it. As Brad said, the CDC stands ready to assist the FBI should the Prophet make good on his threat. My money’s on you to get him first. You were born a hero. You’ve always gone the extra mile for those who needed you, counted on you even when your own life was at risk.”
Except when it came to me.
“You put 100 percent into all of your cases. Take care. Leon will show you out.”
His face blank once more, he reached for her outstretched hand. “That’s a hell of a testimonial,” he said grimly. “No man can live up to something like that. I’ll be in touch if anything changes. In the event your worst nightmare happens, would you consider coming to Boston to help out the task force?”
You son of a bitch. Rub salt in the wound, why don’t you?


Susanne Matthews lives in Eastern Ontario, Canada with her husband. She has three grown children and five grandchildren. Of French-Canadian descent, Susanne is an avid reader of all types of books, but with a penchant for happily ever after romances regardless of what it takes to get there. A retired educator, she spends her time writing and creating adventures for her readers, whether in a contemporary, historical, sci-fi, paranormal, or suspense setting. She loves the ins and outs of complex romances, and the journey it takes to get from the first word to the last period of a novel. As she writes, her characters take on a life of their own, and she shares their fears and agonies on the road to self-discovery and love.

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