If you can’t trust yourself, who can you trust?
Cass is having a hard time since the night she saw the car in the woods, on the winding rural road, in the middle of a downpour, with the woman sitting inside―the woman who was killed. She’s been trying to put the crime out of her mind; what could she have done, really? It’s a dangerous road to be on in the middle of a storm. Her husband would be furious if he knew she’d broken her promise not to take that shortcut home. And she probably would only have been hurt herself if she’d stopped.
But since then, she’s been forgetting every little thing: where she left the car, if she took her pills, the alarm code, why she ordered a pram when she doesn’t have a baby.
The only thing she can’t forget is that woman, the woman she might have saved, and the terrible nagging guilt.
Or the silent calls she’s receiving, or the feeling that someone’s watching her…
In the words of Bart Simpson – ¡¡Ay caramba!! The Breakdown did not disappoint. The book was engrossing, exciting, and eerily good. On a rainy, dark night, Cass decided to take a shortcut through the woods (against her husband’s wishes). After that night, her life is never the same. It seems Cass is losing her mind and becoming notably cuckoo. I felt sorry for Cass — she did not stop and it’s clear she feels tremendous guilt over the woman’s death. The Breakdown moved at a great pace and honestly, I did not want to put it down. I enjoyed and appreciated the steady flow of the story and although the ending was not super shocking it was still brilliant. Paris is a gifted writer that provides the right amount of thrills and twists. Get your hands on a copy of The Breakdown and settle into a comfy spot because you will not want to put this book down.
Thanks to NetGalley and St. Martin’s Press for providing me with an ARC of the book in exchange for an honest review.