Three women, neighbours in an upmarket Brooklyn square.
Three secrets.
Three liars...but which secret will come out first? Which lie will blow up all of their outwardly perfect-seeming lives?
Frankie, Celeste and Saylor all get space to tell their stories here, as the chapters are told from alternating points of view rotating around the three of them. I can’t say I found any of them particularly likable - without giving away who did what, two of them have cheated on their husbands and the third is pushy and judgmental. It’s not until very late in the book that we understand one of them has already stepped over some hard lines, including killing someone (possibly accidentally - it’s not entirely clear) and covering up the death. She’s clearly not operating with a full deck, because she takes actions that are illogical when her lie is exposed ahead of her planned timetable. She cannot possibly have hoped to get away with it; I’m interested as to what exactly she did plan, because we never do really find out.
A lot of domestic thrillers go for the ‘one more twist’ right at the very end, and this one does too, BUT, this one gets it right. Too many of the ‘one more twists’ invalidate everything that came before; this one doesn’t. It just adds an extra layer to one of the protagonists.
I thoroughly enjoyed this. While the real threat doesn’t emerge until later on, looking back there was a great air of gently creeping menace which slowly built as layers of secrets were revealed. Five stars for a great domestic thriller I didn’t want to put down.
Disclaimer: I received a review copy of this title via NetGalley.
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