A domestic suspense debut about a young couple and their apparently friendly neighbors—a twisty, rollercoaster ride of lies, betrayal, and the secrets between husbands and wives. . .
Anne and Marco Conti seem to have it all—a loving relationship, a wonderful home, and their beautiful baby, Cora. But one night when they are at a dinner party next door, a terrible crime is committed. Suspicion immediately focuses on the parents. But the truth is a much more complicated story.
Inside the curtained house, an unsettling account of what actually happened unfolds. Detective Rasbach knows that the panicked couple is hiding something. Both Anne and Marco soon discover that the other is keeping secrets, secrets they’ve kept for years.
What follows is the nerve-racking unraveling of a family—a chilling tale of deception, duplicity, and unfaithfulness that will keep you breathless until the final shocking twist.
I read this in two servings. It dished up compelling characters, twists, surprises and ultimately an ending I loved…!! No spoilers here, but I seriously found this domestic thriller believable and creepy enough to keep us reading without resorting to gore or cheap violence. I really appreciated that because this story is about a baby being kidnapped and who doesn’t hear about such things without a slow churn in the stomach of how horrible would that be?
I liked how we switch between different narrators to unfurl the twists. It’s a lot about lies and what we hide from our closest ones. And the couple who live next door, Cynthia and Graham are great characters, as were the Contis – increasingly on the brink, Anne and Marco epitomise that couple who start out so strong and half fall apart when they have a baby. It felt very real.
The only tiny thing that felt a little weird was that the setting and language the characters used seemed more realistic for London than New York and I wonder if originally this was written with a different setting and then changed to sell to the US market? Or maybe I’m reading into it too much.
Shari Lapena certainly had me glued to the pages and reading as fast as I read Gone Girl and The Girl on the Train.
After 16 years in Paris, and living in 6 other countries prior, Lizzie Harwood has now moved to Sweden with her French husband, two girls, and angora stray, Goldie. When she isn’t escorting her wayward children to further their education (asking them to please stop meowing on the subway due to their claim to be ‘part cat’)… she writes memoir, women’s fiction, psychological suspense, and family life fiction. She is also an editor/writing coach to some incredible peeps around the world. Visit editordeluxe.com and lizzieharwoodbooks.com for more.