Author: B. A. Paris
Genre: Psychological Thriller
Release: St. Martin’s Press | July 18, 2017
If you can’t trust yourself, who can you trust?
Cass is having a hard time since the night she saw the car in the woods, on the winding rural road, in the middle of a downpour, with the woman sitting inside—the woman who was killed. She’s been trying to put the crime out of her mind; what could she have done, really? It’s a dangerous road to be on in the middle of a storm. Her husband would be furious if he knew she’d broken her promise not to take that shortcut home. And she probably would only have been hurt herself if she’d stopped.
But since then, she’s been forgetting every little thing: where she left the car, if she took her pills, the alarm code, why she ordered a pram when she doesn’t have a baby.
The only thing she can’t forget is that woman, the woman she might have saved, and the terrible nagging guilt.
Or the silent calls she’s receiving, or the feeling that someone’s watching her…
I know a lot of people already heard of this author by her previous work, but for me, this happened to be the first time I read B. A. Paris. I think it’s safe to say right now that it won’t be my last. A very engaging narration and story line that hooked me from the first page.
I don’t know how familiar you are with stories like this one, or how close you come to cracking your brain trying to come up with theories as you read along, but whatever your poison, this will be an enjoyable read. Though I admit it lacked the shock value for me, it still was an entertaining story. The narration, for one, was intriguing because you never know whether what Cass is going through is real or it’s a figment of her overactive imagination due to the guilt and stress she’s experiencing.
And another thing I liked was that although this is a thriller through and through, I couldn’t help but wonder from time to time what I would do had I been in Cass’s shoes. Would I have stopped to help, in the middle of the night, in the pouring rain, or would I have quietly and blissfully ignored the horrible possibilities? I came to the conclusion that I might’ve done things differently than Cass-or I’m hoping I would- but in the end, it’s the thought that counts while reading. I liked that the story constantly made me think of what I would do in the same situations, whether I’d do as Cass did, or taken a complete different path. A story that not only invites you to try to find out the facts, but also plays a little with your conscience as well.
Like I said, if you’re anything like me, the kind of reader trying to figure things out before the author tells you, or watch too many thriller movies you feel like you know all possible outcomes like the back of your hand, or you’re just there for the ride, it doesn’t matter, I bet you’ll still enjoy this book.
I’m adding four spoonfuls of this story into my hodgepodge. The reason I’m bumping off a single spoonful is because I could see what was coming, and perhaps the fact that the ending was too wrapped up for my taste in the genre. No matter what though, this story was surely a winner.
More titles from B. A. Paris:
- Behind Closed Doors
- Bring Me Back