Surprised at all the 4-5 star reviews. Yes, the plot is interesting and fast moving. There is always something new happening, keeping you wanting to know what happens next. But it seems like Sarah never gets into any real trouble; she's always able to escape without a hitch. Too easy, too unbelie...
The cold storage unit hadn’t been too bad, but after an hour inside, the temperature had permeated her marrow, chilling her from the inside as well as the outside. Joints stiffened, muscles protested movement. It had been a hassle to continue texting. She’d sent the messages. She could wait. They...
Arkady said. “You passed the test in the other room. Now you must pledge your life to us and acknowledge our commandments. Take a seat at the table.” Darwin wondered if he would be sick again. He’d never been in such a hard place. The men around him looked permanently angry. A team of psychiatri...
The waiting, the inaction, the inability for anyone to do anything without someone else authorizing it. He learned a long time ago when his sister Joanne went missing in Toronto that the police really do have their hands tied. Through Sarah, he was also learning to let it go and not judge them as...
I had no idea that I would die that day, along with so many other people. It’s been ten years and I still look back and wonder how that day got so fucked up. I had been looking forward to that holiday all summer long. Four of us had rented a cabin for Labor Day weekend, early September. It was o...
She knew he would have seen her if she had gone for the highway. It was too wide open. The woods on either side would have given ample shelter, but getting to them posed the same problem; too far to get unseen. So she had run in the open back door of the motel. Maybe she could find a way to get t...
I never thought I’d be up on first degree murder charges. The proof is in the numbers. I know this. But they don’t. I’m a vacuum cleaner salesman. I used to sell shoes, but now I sell Kirby’s. I run door to door and try to sell my G8 Kirby upright vacuums. The killing has nothing to do with me, ...
The small café in the library in the center of Skanderborg had very good coffee but at a steep price. He wasn’t used to Danish prices. His business as a licensed private investigator hadn’t gotten off its feet yet. A few clients had come and gone. With Sarah in his life, he just didn’t have the ...
They were about to enter the building to view the bodies when a report echoed in the distance. “Did you hear that?” Parkman asked. “What?” “I thought I just heard a gun.” He raised his hand and pointed. “From that way.” “Seriously?” Parkman met Hirst’s eyes. “Yes. Seriously. And Sarah’s not ...
He’d called Sarah’s parents and assured them Sarah was fine and that he would probably be seeing her later in the day. He found out Dolan and Esmerelda would be buried in the same cemetery in three days. He told Sarah’s parents that he would do what he could to be there and that he would bring Sa...
He’d seen how she almost floated into the oven and how, on its own, the door slammed closed, engaging the external lock. As morbid as the sight was, Clayton watched while young Tessa cooked in her own oven. He’d suspected something had been going on in the house for years but he’d never known for...