I am reminded why Thrillers are not my go-to genre here. The amount of stress and full-body anxiety I got while reading the last 25% of this book.... Whew!

And after I've taken a step back to process what I just read, I can say that... I had a... Time... while reading this. It wasn't a good time- my heart palpitations can attest to that. But it wasn't a bad time either? 

This was a wild read... One that I might look back on and say "Huh, I think I liked reading that. Maybe I should pick up another Thriller." And then this whole cycle starts over again. 

3.5 ⭐? Maybe 4 ⭐ just for the sheer amount of emotions this made me feel. 

Let me not just rant about my mental stability because there are some things that I really did love about this book:

1. The non linear timeline of the story telling. Very engaging to go back and forth and slowly piece these characters stories together.
2. The "eat the rich" and "fuck all men" vibes. A+
3. The atmospheric depiction of Meroe Island. The history and the superstitions made it really compelling and creepy.