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“Help me . . .”
These are the last words Chanetelle hears from her friend Ashley, in a static-filled phone call that soon goes dead. Their trip to the island paradise of Artula started the way any trip should, and soon Chanetelle and her friends find themselves in sun-drenched days and party-hopping nights. The vacation is not without its conflicts, however, and old rivalries and new jealousies come to light as the week passes. But no one expects things to turn as ugly as they do. No one expects that they won’t ...
“Help me . . .”
These are the last words Chanetelle hears from her friend Ashley, in a static-filled phone call that soon goes dead. Their trip to the island paradise of Artula started the way any trip should, and soon Chanetelle and her friends find themselves in sun-drenched days and party-hopping nights. The vacation is not without its conflicts, however, and old rivalries and new jealousies come to light as the week passes. But no one expects things to turn as ugly as they do. No one expects that they won’t all return. And no one expects that murder might be the ultimate souvenir.
When Ashley disappears, the question is asked: Was it a random act of violence? Or is something more sinister going on? And is Ashley really dead, after all?
With a breakneck pace and cat-and-mouse twists, Spring Break is the ultimate beach read.
PRIVATE NAME. Private number.
My heart began to accelerate, the response I’d had every time this week I’d seen those words on my caller ID. I quickly placed the cell phone to my ear, cautiously hopeful and sick with anxiety at the same time.
Please, let this be the call.
“Hello?” I said, then held my breath as I waited for a response. Scratchy static .lled the line, evidence of a bad connection. I strained to hear the person on the other end of the phone. And then, the faint sound of something on the other end of the line. A voice, a movement—I wasn’t sure.
“Hello?” I repeated. “Is someone there?”
“Chantelle . . .”
My back went rigid. I was certain now. Someone had whispered my name.
“Help . . . please.”
“Ashley?” Excitement washed over me in waves. The voice was faint, but it was female. It had to be her. “Ashley—is that you?”
“Help me . . .”
“Why are you whispering? Where are you? Who’s there with you?”
“I was stupid,” she went on, sobbing between her words. “This was . . . all a mistake. A stupid decision. And now . . .”
The rest of her words were drowned out by the static.
When I heard more soft sobbing, I was relieved. For a moment, I thought the call had been disconnected.
“Ashley, we must have a bad connection. Can you speak up at all? Tell me where you are. I’ll come get you. Or I’ll send someone.”
I strained to listen, hearing static and the faint sound of a voice. So faint I couldn’t make out the words.
“Ashley, please speak up.” Now I was crying. I was relieved, but terri.ed. I had to get to my friend. Save her. “Please tell me where you are.”
“I . . .” More crying. “I . . .”
My voice rose an octave as hysteria set in. “Where are you?” No answer. “Ashley? Ashley!”
The dial tone sounded in my ear.
The line was dead. And Ashley was gone.
Just like a ghost.
Excerpted from Spring Break by Kayla Perrin.
Copyright © 2010 by Kayla Perrin.
Published in March 2010 by St. Martin’s Press.
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Posted April 5, 2010
This is the first novel I have read by Kayla Perrin. Spring Break has so many different waves, dips, twists and turns that it made me seasick, but in a good way. I did enjoy the novel, however, I did have a few unanswered questions at the end. I look forward to reading more of Kayla's work. Enjoy!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted January 31, 2010
On Artula, following a break up with her boyfriend Ryan Sinclair, college student Ashley Hamilton vanishes. Her disappearance occurs just after she meets New York editor Jason Shear who had come to the Caribbean island to investigate human trafficking; his sister had disappeared without a trace while on spring break here in 1987. Jason finds out that nineteen women have disappeared in the last seven years.
Ashley's best friend Chantelle Higgins searches for her after the local authorities ignore her plea for help. On the other hand Jason agrees to assist her in her investigation into what happened to Ashley. At the same time Ashley's frantic family arrive on the island; someone murders an informant willing to talk to Chantelle.
This is a superb romantic suspense that looks deeply into human sexual trafficking through the constant questioning by the courageous Chantelle who refuses to stop asking the why. The story line is fast-paced throughout as the frantic desperation of the heroine and the family of the abductee turns into a frenzy of extreme anxiety due to hopelessness as what increasingly looks like a lost cause. Although several late twists detract from an otherwise strong thriller, fans will enjoy this cautionary tale of being smart and safe while on Spring Break.
Posted April 6, 2013
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