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The Good Girl

The Good Girl

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by Mary Kubica

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"I've been following her for the past few days. I know where she buys her groceries, where she works. I don't know the color of her eyes or what they look like when she's scared. But I will."

One night, Mia Dennett enters a bar to meet her on-again, off-again boyfriend. But when he doesn't show, she unwisely leaves with an enigmatic stranger. At


"I've been following her for the past few days. I know where she buys her groceries, where she works. I don't know the color of her eyes or what they look like when she's scared. But I will."

One night, Mia Dennett enters a bar to meet her on-again, off-again boyfriend. But when he doesn't show, she unwisely leaves with an enigmatic stranger. At first Colin Thatcher seems like a safe one-night stand. But following Colin home will turn out to be the worst mistake of Mia's life…

Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
★ 05/12/2014
At the outset of Kubica's powerful debut, free-spirited 24-year-old Mia Dennett, an art teacher at an alternative high school and a member of a well-heeled, well-connected Chicago family, goes missing. As puzzling as Mia's presumed kidnapping initially appears, things turn infinitely stranger after her eventual return, seemingly with no memory of what happened to her or, indeed, of her identity as Mia. Key characters share the narrative in chapters labeled either "Before" or "After," allowing the reader to join shattered mother Eve and sympathetic Det. Gabe Hoffman on their treacherous journey to solve the mystery and truly save Mia. Almost nothing turns out as expected, which, along with the novel's structure and deep Midwestern roots, will encourage comparisons to Gone Girl. Unlike that dazzling duel between what prove to be a pair of sociopaths, this Girl has heart—which makes it all the more devastating when the author breaks it. Agent: Rachael Dillon Fried, Greenburger Associates. (Aug.)
Kirkus Reviews
Kubica’s psychological thriller centers on the abduction of a young teacher.Mia Dennett comes from massive wealth, and that made her a juicy target. Chicago Police Detective Gabe Hoffman is assigned to lead the official search and finds himself increasingly attracted to Mia’s mother, a beautiful British woman in her early 60s. The story alternates between the past and present and is told through the voices of three of the participants: Mia’s mother, Eve; her abductor, Colin; and Gabe, the detective. Mia, who was freed after months of living in the Minnesota woods with her captor, has a type of amnesia that, her psychiatrist says, allows her to block out parts of what happened to her. Gabe is still trying to track down the truth about her captivity, while Eve is working to regain the daughter she believes is underneath Mia’s apparent apathy and confusion. Meanwhile, readers follow along with the abduction itself in Colin’s words and discover an odd but burgeoning bond developing between captor and captive in the harsh and unforgiving climate. Although Kubica has chosen to recount her tale in the present tense, which adds an odd stiffness to her otherwise very readable prose, she makes the characters engaging and moves the story along at a good clip. If the novel lacks credibility in any one area, it’s that the Chicago PD, one of the busiest law enforcement agencies in the world, would have the luxury of assigning one detective to a single case for months on end, even if the abductee was the daughter of an influential member of the judiciary.The proliferation of older characters like Eve will be a pleasant and unexpected find for the many readers who understand that life over 55 can still be interesting.
From the Publisher
"Thrilling and illuminating... [Pretty Baby] raises the ante on the genre and announces the welcome second coming of a talent well worth watching." -LA Times

"A hypnotic psychological thriller.... [Pretty Baby] builds to a stunning climax involving revelations you won't see coming." -People

"A twisty, roller coaster ride of a debut. Fans of Gone Girl will embrace this equally evocative tale."

-Lisa Gardner, #1 New York Times bestselling author

"This isn't your typical thriller.... [It] practically has you holding your breath for all 300 pages." -Bustle.com

"Single White Female on steroids.... If you haven't read Mary Kubica yet, you need to start right this minute... This riveting psychological thriller had me turning the pages at warp speed." -Lisa Scottoline, New York Times bestselling author of Corrupted

"Kubica's powerful debut...will encourage comparisons to Gone Girl." -Publishers Weekly, starred review

"Psychologically rich and pulse pounding, The Good Girl had me hooked from the very first sentence and didn't let go until the final word."

-Heather Gudenkauf, bestselling author of The Weight of Silence and Little Mercies

"[Kubica's] masterful handling of plot makes The Good Girl hard to put down."

-The Columbus Dispatch

"The Good Girl has everything going for it. A fresh new style...the denouement will stun. I look forward to Kubica's next novel."
-Florida Times-Union

"A cleverly constructed suspense thriller."
-Chicago Tribune, Printer's Row

Library Journal
Mia, the daughter of a prominent judge, has vanished. Her mother and a detective, working together, do everything possible to find her. When she is eventually recovered, Mia remembers little of what happened to her. She calls herself Chloe instead of Mia. Is she suffering amnesia as a result of post-traumatic stress disorder? So, what did happen? Three main characters narrate their versions of the story, from before and after. One narrator, the kidnapper who was hired to seize Mia as part of an extortion plot, justifies his actions in hiding Mia as protecting her. Kubica's carefully constructed, character-driven plot propels the reader through a kidnapping, a recovery, and some difficult family dynamics. VERDICT Similar in tone to William Landay's acclaimed Defending Jacob, this excellent debut is compulsively readable and highly recommended for anyone who loves a mystery, a suspense tale, or a psychological puzzle. This could also be recommended for those who enjoy suspense, but don't care for graphic depictions of violence or sexual intimacy: these elements are mentioned, but not detailed. [Previewed in Kristi Chadwick's Mystery Spotlight feature, "Pushing Boundaries," LJ 4/15/14.—Ed.]—Elizabeth Masterson, Mecklenburg Cty. Jail Lib., Charlotte, NC

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I'm sitting at the breakfast nook sipping from a mug of cocoa when the phone rings. I'm lost in thought, staring out the back window at the lawn that now, in the throes of an early fall, abounds with leaves. They're dead mostly, some still clinging lifelessly to the trees. It's late afternoon. The sky is overcast, the temperatures doing a nosedive into the forties and fifties. I'm not ready for this, I think, wondering where in the world the time has gone. Seems like just yesterday we were welcoming spring and then, moments later, summer.

The phone startles me and I'm certain it's a telemarketer, so I don't initially bother to rise from my perch. I relish the last few hours of silence I have before James comes thundering through the front doors and intrudes upon my world, and the last thing I want to do is waste precious minutes on some telemarketer's sales pitch that I'm certain to refuse.

The irritating noise of the phone stops and then starts again. I answer it for no other reason than to make it stop.

"Hello?" I ask in a vexed tone, standing now in the center of the kitchen, one hip pressed against the island.

"Mrs. Dennett?" the woman asks. I consider for a moment telling her that she's got the wrong number, or ending her pitch right there with a simple not interested. "This is she."

"Mrs. Dennett, this is Ayanna Jackson." I've heard the name before. I've never met her, but she's been a constant in Mia's life for over a year now. How many times have I heard Mia say her name: Ayanna and I did this…Ayanna and I did that…. She is explaining how she knows Mia, how the two of them teach together at the alternative high school in the city. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything," she says.

I catch my breath. "Oh, no, Ayanna, I just walked in the door," I lie.

Mia will be twenty-five in just a month: October 31st. She was born on Halloween and so I assume Ayanna has called about this. She wants to plan a party—a surprise party?—for my daughter.

"Mrs. Dennett, Mia didn't show up for work today," she says.

This isn't what I expect to hear. It takes a moment to regroup. "Well, she must be sick," I respond. My first thought is to cover for my daughter; she must have a viable explanation why she didn't go to work or call in her absence. My daughter is a free spirit, yes, but also reliable.

"You haven't heard from her?"

"No," I say, but this isn't unusual. We go days, sometimes weeks, without speaking. Since the invention of email, our best form of communication has become passing along trivial forwards.

"I tried calling her at home but there's no answer."

"Did you leave a message?"


"And she hasn't called back?"


I'm listening only halfheartedly to the woman on the other end of the line. I stare out the window, watching the neighbors' children shake a flimsy tree so that the remaining leaves fall down upon them. The children are my clock; when they appear in the backyard I know that it's late afternoon, school is through. When they disappear inside again it's time to start dinner.

"Her cell phone?"

"It goes straight to voice mail."

"Did you—"

"I left a message."

"You're certain she didn't call in today?"

"Administration never heard from her."

I'm worried that Mia will get in trouble. I'm worried that she will be fired. The fact that she might already be in trouble has yet to cross my mind.

"I hope this hasn't caused too much of a problem."

Ayanna explains that Mia's first-period students didn't inform anyone of the teacher's absence and it wasn't until second period that word finally leaked out: Ms. Dennett wasn't here today and there wasn't a sub. The principal went down to keep order until a substitute could be called in; he found gang graffiti scribbled across the walls with Mia's overpriced art supplies, the ones she bought herself when the administration said no.

"Mrs. Dennett, don't you think it's odd?" she asks. "This isn't like Mia."

"Oh, Ayanna, I'm certain she has a good excuse."

"Such as?" she asks.

"I'll call the hospitals. There's a number in her area—"

"I've done that."

"Then her friends," I say, but I don't know any of Mia's friends. I've heard names in passing, such as Ayanna and Lauren and I know there's a Zimbabwean on a student visa who's about to be sent back and Mia thinks it's completely unfair. But I don't know them, and last names or contact information are hard to find. "I've done that."

"She'll show up, Ayanna. This is all just a misunderstanding. There could be a million reasons for this."

"Mrs. Dennett," Ayanna says and it's then that it hits me: something is wrong. It hits me in the stomach and the first thought I have is myself seven or eight months pregnant with Mia and her stalwart limbs kicking and punching so hard that tiny feet and hands emerge in shapes through my skin. I pull out a barstool and sit at the kitchen island and think to myself that before I know it, Mia will be twenty-five and I haven't so much as thought of a gift. I haven't proposed a party or suggested that all of us, James and Grace and Mia and me, make reservations for an elegant dinner in the city.

"What do you suggest we do, then?" I ask.

There's a sigh on the other end of the line. "I was hoping you'd tell me Mia was with you," she says.



It's dark by the time I pull up to the house. Light pours from the windows of the English Tudor home and onto the tree-lined street. I can see a collection of people hovering inside, waiting for me. There's the judge, pacing, and Mrs. Dennett perched on the edge of an upholstered seat, sipping from a glass of something that appears to be alcoholic. There are uniformed officers and another woman, a brunette, who peers out the front window as I come to a sluggish halt in the street, delaying my grand entrance.

The Dennetts are like any other family along Chicago's North Shore, a string of suburbs that lines Lake Michigan to the north of the city. They're filthy rich. It's no wonder that I'm procrastinating in the front seat of my car when I should be making my way up to the massive home with the clout I've been led to believe I carry.

I think of the sergeant's words before assigning the case to me: Don't fuck this one up.

I eye the stately home from the safety and warmth of my dilapidated car. From the outside it's not as colossal as I envision the interior to be. It has all the old-world charm an English Tudor has to offer: half-timbering and narrow windows and a steep sloping roof. It reminds me of a medieval castle.

Though I've been strictly warned to keep it under wraps, I'm supposed to feel privileged that the sergeant assigned this high-profile case to me. And yet, for some reason, I don't.

I make my way up to the front door, cutting across the lawn to the sidewalk that leads me up two steps, and knock. It's cold. I thrust my hands into my pockets to keep them warm while I wait. I feel ridiculously underdressed in my street clothes—khaki pants and a polo shirt that I've hidden beneath a leather jacket—when I'm greeted by one of the most influential justices of the peace in the county.

"Judge Dennett," I say, allowing myself inside. I conduct myself with more authority than I feel I have, displaying traces of self-confidence that I must keep stored somewhere safe for moments like this. Judge Dennett is a considerable man in size and power. Screw this one up and I'll be out of a job, best-case scenario. Mrs. Dennett rises from the chair. I tell her in my most refined voice, "Please, sit," and the other woman, Grace Dennett, I assume, from my preliminary research—a younger woman, likely in her twenties or early thirties—meets Judge Dennett and me in the place where the foyer ends and the living room begins.

"Detective Gabe Hoffman," I say, without the pleasantries an introduction might expect. I don't smile; I don't offer to shake hands. The girl says that she is in fact Grace, whom I know from my earlier legwork to be a senior associate at the law firm of Dalton & Meyers. But it takes nothing more than intuition to know from the get-go that I don't like her; there's an air of superiority that surrounds her, a looking down on my blue-collar clothing and a cynicism in her voice that gives me the willies.

Mrs. Dennett speaks, her voice still carrying a strong British accent, though I know, from my previous fact-finding expedition, that she's been in the United States since she was eighteen. She seems panicked. That's my first inclination. Her voice is high-pitched, her fingers fidgeting with anything that comes within reach. "My daughter is missing, Detective," she sputters. "Her friends haven't seen her. Haven't spoken to her. I've been calling her cell phone, leaving messages." She chokes on her words, trying desperately not to cry. "I went to her apartment to see if she was there," she says, then admits, "I drove all the way there and the landlord wouldn't let me in."

Mrs. Dennett is a breathtaking woman. I can't help but stare at the way her long blond hair falls clumsily over the conspicuous hint of cleavage that pokes through her blouse, where she's left the top button undone. I've seen pictures before of Mrs. Dennett, standing beside her husband on the courthouse steps. But the photos do nothing compared to seeing Eve Dennett in the flesh.

"When is the last time you spoke to her?" I ask.

"Last week," the judge says.

"Not last week, James," Eve says. She pauses, aware of the annoyed look on her husband's face because of the interruption, before continuing. "The week before. Maybe even the one before that. That's the way our relationship is with Mia—we go for weeks sometimes without speaking."

"So this isn't unusual then?" I ask. "To not hear from her for a while?"

"No," Mrs. Dennett concedes.

"And what about you, Grace?"

"We spoke last week. Just a quick call. Wednesday, I believe. Maybe Thursday. Yes, it was Thursday because she called as I was walking into the courthouse for a hearing on a motion to suppress." She throws that in, just so I know she's an attorney, as if the pin-striped blazer and leather briefcase beside her feet didn't already give that away.

"Anything out of the ordinary?"

"Just Mia being Mia."

"And that means?"

"Gabe," the judge interrupts.

"Detective Hoffman," I assert authoritatively. If I have to call him Judge he can certainly call me Detective.

"Mia is very independent. She moves to the beat of her own drum, so to speak."

"So hypothetically your daughter has been gone since Thursday?"

"A friend spoke to her yesterday, saw her at work."

"What time?"

"I don't know… 3:00 p.m."

I glance at my watch. "So, she's been missing for twenty-seven hours?"

"Is it true that she's not considered missing until she's been gone for forty-eight hours?" Mrs. Dennett asks.

"Of course not, Eve," her husband replies in a degrading tone.

"No, ma'am," I say. I try to be extracordial. I don't like the way her husband demeans her. "In fact, the first forty-eight hours are often the most critical in missing-persons cases."

The judge jumps in. "My daughter is not a missing person. She's misplaced. She's doing something rash and negligent, something irresponsible. But she's not missing"

"Your Honor, who was the last one to see your daughter then, before she was—" I'm a smart-ass and so I have to say it "misplaced?"

It's Mrs. Dennett who responds. "A woman named Ayanna Jackson. She and Mia are co-workers."

"Do you have a contact number?"

"On a sheet of paper. In the kitchen." I nod toward one of the officers, who heads into the kitchen to get it. "Is this something Mia has done before?"

"No, absolutely not."

But the body language ofJudge and Grace Dennett says otherwise.

"That's not true, Mom," Grace chides. I watch her expectantly. Lawyers just love to hear themselves speak. "On five or six different occasions Mia disappeared from the house. Spent the night doing God knows what with God knows whom."

Yes, I think to myself, Grace Dennett is a bitch. Grace has dark hair like her dad's. She's got her mother's height and her father's shape. Not a good mix. Some people might call it an hourglass figure; I probably would, too, if I liked her. But instead, I call it plump.

"That's completely different. She was in high school. She was a little naive and mischievous, but."

"Eve, don't read more into this than there is," Judge Dennett says.

"Does Mia drink?" I ask.

"Not much," Mrs. Dennett says.

"How do you know what Mia does, Eve? You two rarely speak."

She puts her hand to her face to blot a runny nose and for a moment I am so taken aback by the size of the rock on her finger that I don't hear James Dennett rambling on about how his wife had put in the call to Eddie—mind you, I'm struck here by the fact that not only is the judge on a firstname basis with my boss, but he's also on a nickname basis—before he got home. Judge Dennett seems convinced that his daughter is out for a good time, and that there's no need for any official involvement.

"You don't think this is a case for the police?" I ask.

"Absolutely not. This is an issue for the family to handle."

"How is Mia's work ethic?"

"xcuse me?" the judge retorts as wrinkles form across his forehead and he rubs them away with an aggravated hand.

"Her work ethic. Does she have a good employment history? Has she ever skipped work before? Does she call in often, claim she's sick when she's not?"

"I don't know. She has a job. She gets paid. She supports herself. I don't ask questions."

"Mrs. Dennett?"

"She loves her job. She just loves it. Teaching is what she always wanted to do."

Mia is an art teacher. High school. I jot this down in my notes as a reminder.

The judge wants to know if I think that's important. "Might be," I respond.

"And why's that?"

"Your Honor, I'm just trying to understand your daughter. Understand who she is. That's all."

Mrs. Dennett is now on the verge of tears. Her blue eyes begin to swell and redden as she pathetically attempts to suppress the tiny drips. "You think something has happened to Mia?"

I'm thinking to myself: isn't that why you called me here? You think something has happened to Mia, but instead I say, "I think we act now and thank God later when this all turns out to be a big misunderstanding. I'm certain she's fine, I am, but I'd hate to overlook this whole thing without at least looking into it." I'd kick myself if—if-—it turned out everything wasn't fine.

"How long has Mia been living on her own?" I ask.

"It'll be seven years in thirty days," Mrs. Dennett states point-blank.

Meet the Author

Mary Kubica is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of THE GOOD GIRL and PRETTY BABY. She holds a Bachelor of Arts degree from Miami University in Oxford, Ohio, in History and American Literature. She lives outside of Chicago with her husband and two children and enjoys photography, gardening and caring for the animals at a local shelter.

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The Good Girl 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 184 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I thought this book was excellent!!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
After about the first 40 pages, I almost thought I'd have to put this book down. I had trouble keeping up with the characters, but I jotted down notes as to who they were, which helped. It was hard to put down. The ending, I agree has a WOW factor. I had to re-read the last chapter to fully understand just how WOW it was!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved it!!! Highly recommend this one for those who like pov style writing and time shifts. It kept me guessing throughout and although I had all these theories running through my mind the end was still a shock! There's just something about reading it even if you figure it out that is entertaining! I can't wait to see this one on the big screen! 328 pgs
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It was fun reading mulitple perpectives, I love first person so that just made it better. Unfortunatley I don't feel like there was much personality and detail. Don't get me wrong, there is detail but I personally enjoy detail per detail. That's the fun of of first perspective.. putting yourself there and feeling it all. Overall I enjoyed the book. I got antsy when they would switch charactrrs but that's what kept me on my toes. Also, what a crazy twist! Holy cow!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is the first book I have purchased from this author and I'm hooked. This book will have you spinning your wheels in your brain with all the twist & turns . Just when you think you know, it happens two more times withthe final twist being the ending if you read before you go to sleep. My advice is to start early otherwise you will be reading into the wee hours. Enjoy
sneps More than 1 year ago
Excellent Psychological Thriller! The cover and book title are genius!! Wow, I was thrown for one huge loop, when I reached the end of the book! Mia is a socialite, who doesn’t follow the norms within her family. Her father, a prominent attorney, turned judge, is very much into appearances and will stop at nothing to make sure the family name stays untainted. Mia’s mom is the perfect wife, albeit on the outside, as she does her best to keep up appearances, too. Mia has a sister, who follows the family rules and becomes an attorney herself. Mia, on the other hand, struggles as a teenager and soon cuts herself off from the family, as she pursues art and becomes a teacher for the inner-city kids. The story is told through flashbacks and present time, with the book addressing many issues: family secrets, why Mia is kidnapped, the relationship between Mia and her captor, Mia’s relationships with her family, the relationship between Mia’s parents, the justice system, and so much more. It’s a book that held my attention the whole time. Mia tries to escape her captor, but overtime, experiences the Stockholm Syndrome. What happens to Mia? What happens to the family and their public image? Who wanted Mia kidnapped? Those are just a few of the questions that will addressed in the book. It’s a book that will certainly engage the reader and offer some huge surprises along the way!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved this book from the first word. Read some reviews that stated it was a knock off from Gone Girl. This couldn't be further from the truth. The whole book was a great read & the ending was a surprise. Highly reccommend
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed this book, couldn't put it down!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I couldn't put it down! I didn't know what was coming until the end!
quaintinns More than 1 year ago
Thank you to Harlequin MIRA and NetGalley for providing an ARC, in exchange for an honest review. A Killer Debut Novel! Mary Kubica’s THE GOOD GIRL will keep you entranced from the first page to the last—where nothing is, as it appears. A world of four desperate, and complex characters, with more in common than they may think. THE GOOD GIRL takes readers from the vibrant city of Chicago, to a remote rustic cabin in the forest during the cold winter of Minnesota—where two people learn to trust one another. An intense and thought-provoking novel, ideal for book clubs and discussions. Readers will find themselves sympathizing with the two main characters, as their deepest feelings, struggles, and their dark pasts are uncovered— making for an intense page-turner mystery, you cannot put down. In a desperate attempt for retribution, the stage is set for a flawless plan of attack—kidnapping; choices are made which will forever change the lives of those involved. When fate steps in—nothing will ever be the same. Readers will be drawn into this world of intense emotion—from the alluring front cover to the funky font, carrying out the theme of this chilling and engaging tale. Told from different POV’s (Eve, Gabe, Colin) –flashing back and forth, between before and after the kidnapping; building the suspense, keeping you on the edge of your seat, with a dramatic climatic surprise ending, when we hear from Mia- what an exciting ride! Meet the Dennett’s, a family living in an elegant English Tudor home, along Chicago’s North Shore, a suburb near Lake Michigan, north of the city. They are filthy rich— as in most wealthy homes, not everything is as it seems on the exterior. With a mix of complex human dynamics, and a riveting suspense thriller, fans of Jodi Picoult, Diane Chamberlain, Liane Moriarty, Miranda Beverly-Whittemore, Amy Hatvany, Ann Leary, Carla Buckley, T. Greenwood, Heather Gudenkauf, Gillian Flynn, Chevy Stevens, Julie Corbin, Lisa Gardner, Lisa Jackson, and Tess Gerritsen— will appreciate Kubica’s unique writing style, as she eloquently pulls back the tough layers piece by piece, looking deep into the soul, mind, and hearts of each of her well-developed characters. (Found myself bookmarking so many pages, as too good!). How does each person’s past shape them into the person they are today? How does each of the character’s lives change from the beginning of the book to then end? This dynamic novel is much more than a suspense thriller, a powerful novel—keeping readers thinking, long after the book ends and the lengths a person will go, in desperation, to protect their family. THE GOOD GIRL, hands down, a winner over Gone Girl. Highly recommend—looking forward to many more novels from this talented author (a sequel, perhaps)?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A good read to pass the time. Pretty predictable until you reach the very end.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I loved reading this splendid work of art! There are only a few books that can invoke in me so many different emotions and this is one of them. I really cannot find anything that I did not love about this book. Read it...and forget about everything else in your life and escape into this awesome book!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great read! The ending is shocking and eye opening! Definitely highly recommend!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I'm sitting here 15 minutes after finishing this book and I'm still in tears. This book was so good I couldn't put it down. The last few chapters were just so heartbreaking and shocking, I never saw it coming. If you want to read this book, you might struggle at first with the whole before and after, and from different perspectives, but stick with it, you will not be sorry.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It always amazes me when I read writing like this. This book had 100% of my attention from the start. Told by 4 people. Each point of view. What people do when they are broken down. How they became broken.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love a good mystery suspense but did not expect much since it was a Nook Daily Find. I was pleasantly surprised to discover that I was interested from the first page. Thinking of buying the sequel.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Highly recommend . I couldn't put it down.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Good story with what I thought was a predictable ending until the last chapter and then everything changed.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great read with a twisted ending.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed this story!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It took me a minute to get pass the writing style. The before and after, starting at the beginning going to the end to get to plot. Different but he book was really good. I never saw the ending coming.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Get ready to hunkervdown and enjoy great characters and plot,
nurse97 More than 1 year ago
Excellent!! omg the twists and turns of this book! Buy this book u won't be sorry
areume More than 1 year ago
The story was written in "Before" and "After", rather than before, during and after, which in this case was truly the best way to reveal the characters. I love mysteries and like to be surprised, and the final pages of this story fills the bill. A good read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Enjoyed all of it. Kept my interest and hated to put it down!