Tilt plunges into the catastrophic aftermath of a megathrust earthquake, as revealed through the eyes of nine-month pregnant Annie. Physically and mentally exhausted, barely mobile, she is injured and stranded miles from home after the quake. Annie quickly grasps the brutal reality that no one is coming to save her. Walking among the dead and …
Here is Spencer Quinn’s Mrs. Plansky’s Revenge, which is the story of a 70-ish year old widow who gets caught up in a phone scam. The villains drain all of her bank accounts, like phone scammers do, and think they have hit the jackpot. Unfortunately (for them), Mrs. Plansky has recently had a hip replaced, and …
Think: Jeff Vandermeer’s Annihilation, but sapphic and romantic. Leah returns home to her wife, Miri, from a deep-sea research mission that was only supposed to last three weeks. But after six agonizing months of absence, the Leah who has returned is as mysterious to Miri as the circumstances that kept her away. Foreboding and beautifully written, …
I loved this suspenseful novel, these mysterious characters. Antoine Wilson has created a situation worthy of Hitchcock, or of Highsmith. Mouth to Mouth asks if we can ever know the truth about those we love, or indeed ourselves. —Adam Possehl, Powell’s Books, Portland, OR Pick up something thrilling from Powell’s and other independent bookstores this summer. Remember …
Paris is a lot of things – lovely, exciting, old, mysterious and now, dangerous. When Jess gets herself to the City of Lights where she can stay at her brother’s apartment, things are not quite what she expected. For one thing, the apartment is much nicer than she would have expected he could afford. For …
Edwards, an expert on Golden Age mystery fiction, delivers here a fast-clip work of psychological suspense set during the Great Depression. It imagines Jacob Flint, an oft-rash junior crime reporter for London’s Clarion newspaper, chancing upon what he sees as a scoop in Rachel Savernake, the bewitching, wealthy daughter of a notorious hanging judge, who’s …
From www.crimereads.com As a young girl I lived on the streets. I woke up in dirt under overpasses. I begged for change. I ate rotting food out of trash cans. I did things I’d rather not remember, to survive. On the streets people look through you—unless they want something more, which is usually bad. Like …
