When her plane is delayed overnight, Gaby Struthers finds herself forced to share a hotel room with a stranger: a terrified young woman named Lauren Cookson – but why is she scared of Gaby in particular? Lauren won’t explain.
Instead, she blurts out something about an innocent man going to prison for a murder he didn’t commit, and Gaby soon suspects that Lauren’s presence on her flight can’t be a coincidence. Because the murder victim is Francine Breary, the wife of the only man Gaby has ever truly loved.
Tim Breary has confessed, and even provided the police with evidence. The only thing he hasn’t given them is a motive. He claims to have no idea why he murdered his wife . . .
This was our book club choice for September and another new author for me. The blurb sounded promising so we were all keen to get reading.
Each chapter is dated and with that brings a different person’s view, I’m usually a fan of books set out like this but I don’t think it really added anything.
I didn’t really get the relationship between Tim, Kerry and Dan and why they were so devoted to him, it was all a bit odd. Oh…and the letters to Francine which are interspersed are actually really cruel which doesn’t help you like the Kerry and Dan any more (although some were quite amusing but I don’t think I was supposed to be smirking as I was reading them).
Unfortunately I really struggled with this book, I don’t like giving up on books so persevered but it was hard work. I didn’t engage with any of the characters and found them to be totally unbelievable; so didn’t really care enough to be interested in what happened to them and towards the end I really didn’t care if Tim had killed his wife or not. In fact, I hoped he had to give the book more of a twist.
This book is billed as a psychological thriller but I didn’t feel that at all, it actually feels quite ploddish.
I believe this novel is part of a series of books and therefore is probably better aimed at fans of this series rather than as a standalone. I really dislike giving a negative review but this really left me feeling cold and I’m afraid this book doesn’t inspire to read any more of Sophie Hannah’s books. Sorry!