I read this in a flurry with several other “domestic suspense” novels, so, admittedly, I had to refresh my memory. When I read the synopsis, I remembered that this one has a slightly different angle than some others, but it doesn’t stand out in my memory that strongly.
This could be more due to the fact that I read SEVERAL domestic thrillers in the course of a few weeks, and it’s now becoming much easier to predict what’s going on. Or it could be that this one did not really hop off the page at me.
However, it was well-written, and Faith Finley is an unreliable narrator, which keeps the reader on their toes.
Faith is a disgraced self-help personality – she has written books and has a radio show at the height of her success. However, after a former patient accuses her of sexual impropriety, she loses her standing; and her memory, outlook, reputation, and marriage all suffer.
When her husband, Liam, disappears, the police don’t believe her story. Mostly because she insists that he was in the same car accident that put her in the hospital, yet there was no sign of him anywhere near or in the car. Also, Faith has a bit of an alcohol and prescription pill abuse issue, which makes her an extremely unreliable witness.
She begins receiving menacing messages from a mysterious foe. Even worse, the messages have been cut directly out of her book advising victims of abuse on escaping their situation. This seems personal…
As in many of these stories, Faith conducts her own investigation, against the advice for the police and basically everyone in her life, and she finds herself in some dangerous situations. And of course there are twists and turns, though, if you are familiar with the genre, they aren’t super shocking.
Overall, this is a diverting read, but it won’t be on my “best of” list this year.