Good grief, this book at times is unintentionally funny. The main character of Alice really does need a therapist, or at least some common sense. Most of this book was her doing her amateur deductions about the neighbors and ignoring the big old red flag that is in her face. This was just an okay thriller that will pass the time if you are in desperate need for a beach read.
“The Therapist” follows couple Alice and Leo who have moved into a gated community in London called ‘The Circle.” Alice feels uneasy about living away from the only home she has known into a community where the neighbors all seem to know each and get along. She’s worried she will have no friends and that even though Leo likes the solitude, she’s going to have to do something in order to make sure she feels comfortable and safe. She decides to throw a party and invites the neighbors and realizes that a mysterious man that no one else knows, showed up, and she gave him a tour of their home. Alice and Leo both feel like they are being watched, but things go sideways when Alice discovers a secret about their house and the previous owner.
So honestly this a typical Paris thriller. Alice is hiding something, Leo is hiding something, the neighbors are hiding something. It just takes a while for things to get going. I saw a review that Alice is kind of foolish throughout this book and she is. Leo was just really there to move the plot along. I keep messing up the neighbors and who they are married to, but they pop in and pop out, and Alice finds herself wondering which of any of them, may be linked to a murder.
The writing was okay, but the flow was so slow. Nothing happens for pages and pages. Paris breaks things up showing us a therapy session with an unknown person and them meeting their client throughout the book. You don’t really understand that whole piece of the book until the very end when it makes better sense.
The ending was so convoluted though.