Neil Gaiman meets Stephen King with a strong, twisted, emotionally detached female lead. I was sceptical about the comparison to King and Gaiman, but it’s apt. The main character is completely unstable, not an ounce likeable, and garners no sympathy, but she is so creepily interesting you want to see what will happen to her, to see what she’ll do next. When you hear of her childhood, it’s an insight that brings understanding—just enough to make you almost like her. Almost. Well, maybe not like her, not to have as a friend, but possibly to forgive many of her glaring shortcomings. Maybe…

Story drives this novel, the characters are real—as in the kind of real people you couldn’t make up, but not likely anyone you’d want to hang out with. And you can’t put this down until you get to the bottom of the twisted mystery, unravel the broken relationships, and discover all the secrets—and the shadows will come back to haunt you at night…