My rating: 5 of 5 stars
4.5ā
Genre ~ psychological thriller
Publication date ~ May 11, 2023
Page Count ~ 426
Audio length ~ 11 hours 55 minutes
Narrator ~ Katie Villa
POV ~ multiple 3rd
Featuring ~ kidnapped child, dead child, ghost (obvi), snakes
Well, this was pretty heartbreaking and disturbing, as dead children plots are.
Layla has been gone for 2 years and her case is still not solved, but luckily, Gale, her brother, can see and talk to her, so they work together to take down her killer. But will anyone believe where Gale is getting his inside scoop from? Not bloody likely, which is not surprising.
We hear from Clarke, the detective on the case and parents Rachel & Jon, which kept the story flowing along nicely and kept me gripped. I didn’t get a big paranormal vibe, which was good since I’m not super big on that genre.
Overall, I was totally taken by surprise with who the killer was. We didn’t have to wait until the bitter end to find out either, which worked really well. It was fast paced and well done, and that ending, wow, cue the tears.
Side note ~ my biggest fear is snakes, so I hated that they were in the story, yuck!
Narration notes ~ I thought she did a great job. Her male voices were fine, except Gale sounded a little older than 10.
*Thanks to Gregg Dunnett, Dreamscape Media and NetGalley for the ARC. I am voluntarily leaving my honest review*
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Book blurb:
One moment my beautiful daughter, her face flushed from the sun, her curls still wet from splashing in the ocean, was waiting in line for a strawberry ice cream, the next she was goneā¦ As I sit in her dimly lit bedroom, surrounded by flickering candles, I feel the crushing weight of my daughterās absence. It’s been two years since Layla was murdered. The police have searched tirelessly for her killer, but they’ve found nothing ā it’s like whoever did it vanished into thin air. My once-perfect marriage is falling apart, we can hardly look at each other anymore. Our ten-year-old son Gale is struggling. Heās changed since she died. Heās more secretive and alsoā¦ I canāt quite put my finger on it. They were so close, is this Gale coming to terms with her death? Still, unease creeps over me as I watch him. He just stares past me at something I canāt see. Then one day, as I butter his toast for breakfast, my son tells me something that stops me in my tracks. ” I know who killed Layla .ā I can barely get the words out to ask how. Looking at me with his serious little boy expression, he puts a hand on my arm. āShe told me.ā
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