In the Art of Secrets, I was intrigued enough to want to find out who set the fire, and was unable to predict that ending at all, so the red herrings that were thrown out had me guessing to the end….the brother, the principal...everyone had motives for stealing the artwork too! There were more engaging elements of mystery apparent in the Art of Secrets. I also like the different narrators telling the story from their perspectives. As an adult, I enjoy reading Jodi Picoult novels for that reason...it is always good to hear another perspective. Yes, the characters were formulaic - dumb jock, immigrant Muslim, blonde hair blue eyed “all american” family, crazy principal, gay teacher, but it was easier to understand their motives with the stereotypes.
Overall, we didn't love either of the books, but are voting for The Art of Secrets to go through.