It wasn’t supposed to be like this. The Langley’s were supposed to go on vacation and be gone for a week. That way Derek Cuter could spend the night alone, in his best friend’s house, with his girlfriend.
No, he knew he shouldn’t be doing it. But, after all, it was the only way he knew he could be with Penny. He sure as hell couldn’t do it at his own house.
But hiding in the basement, waiting for them to go, right when he thought the coast was clear, his friend returned. And so did his parents.
And before he could leave the house, Derek heard them all get murdered.
Now, back home, Derek must figure out what to do – does he tell his parents what he heard and risk everything?
And if he does, what will he find out about his neighbors and the secrets we all keep behind shut doors?
My Review
One of my favorite authors, Linwood Barclay, takes the reader on an intense journey of discovery and darkness. This is the type of book that I could have read in one sitting. (Have I ever recommended any other kind?) When Derek’s father finally does find out that his son was inside the house, that is only the tip of the iceberg. It is more than just the Langley’s who have their lives spilled out and overturned.
Have a taste…
“So, Derek.”
“Yeah?”
“You said you left here around eight, right?”
“That’s right.”
“So what did you do then?”
“I don’t know. I thought maybe I’d hook up with Penny.:
I spoke without thinking. “I thought you said she was grounded or something. She hit her dad’s car or something like that?”
“Well, yeah, she was. What I meant was, I was going to see her, but then we couldn’t get together, so I just kind of hung out a bit, and then I went home.”
…Barry didn’t say anything for a moment. Then, “What time did you get home?”
“I guess, I don’t know. Nine or nine-thirty, I think.”
I tried to recall whether I’d heard Derek come in that night. Ellen and I had gone to bed pretty early. By half past nine, I thought. I didn’t remember hearing him come in. We certainly hadn’t spoken to him.
“That sound about right to you?” Barry asked me.
I opened my mouth, thought for half a second and said, “Yeah, that sounds about right.”
“You heard him come in?” Barry asked, wanting to be sure.
“Yeah,” I lied.
Book Best Served With…
A glass house, a heart on your sleeve, an open mind, and a loose lips…somehow, you’ll find that any secrets you might be hiding aren’t well kept after finishing this book.
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