Published by Pamela Dorman Books on August 23rd 2016
It all started at a dinner party. . .
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 am getting really tired of the whole, “If you liked Gone Girl.” Or “if you enjoyed Girl on the Train.” No. Just no. This book wasn’t terrible…but it had a shit-ton going on. Almost too much. In fact, there was a whole side drama thing going on in the background that didn’t need to be there. I think it was meant to throw the reader off of the whole “who done it?” but it just annoyed the shit out of me. And I didn’t really like any of the characters. All of them were pretty shitty and made pretty shitty decisions. The only reason I even remotely enjoyed this book enough to give it 3 stars was the mystery aspect. But I feel it was more a mystery and less a thriller. Honestly, the more I think about it I feel that if I reread this book, it will get a lower star rating. If you like “who done it?” books, give it a try, but I don’t think it’s going to rock your socks off or anything.