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.