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…
Would you stop if you saw someone in trouble on a lonely road in a storm? Cass wouldn’t want to hear the answer to this unless it’s a “no” because she, herself, has reluctantly driven past a woman whom, later on, was found dead; murdered.
“A woman has been found dead in her car in Blackwater Lane in the early hours of the morning. Her death is being treated as suspicious.”
Paralysed with guilt, fear, and despair, Cass is starting to feel like she’s going mad, forgetting things every now and then, and just being away with the fairies. Was she just in the wrong place at the wrong time? Is she overanalysing the whole thing? Being hysteric and paranoid? Having a breakdown? Or is there something more sinister lurking in the shadows?
“You’re going mad, says a singsong voice in my head. You are going mad.”
Once you start reading this book, you will instantly get hooked which will make putting it down almost a “mission impossible”. The characters are all very intriguing and it’s really hard to trust anyone, especially when even the raconteur could be, in some way, perceived as unreliable; thus only adding to the mystery.
The suspense keeps on building up till it reaches the threshold and then it all explodes, revealing a rather disturbing twist that once coming to light, everything will slowly start making sense.
The moment I read “Behind Closed Doors”, I knew I was fond of this author’s writing style and the way she manages to make you feel both helpless and hopeless while getting you to promptly turn the pages as you savour every step of the wild ride. Needless to say, I loved “The Breakdown” and I would highly recommend it to anyone looking for an astounding story. So what are you waiting for? Go grab a copy, I promise you won’t regret it. Just be sure to buckle up before you start reading this book because once that ship has sailed, there is no turning back!
I would like to thank NetGalley, St. Martin’s Press., and B.A. Paris for sending me an ARC Copy of this amazing book !
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