Laura Blacklock, still reeling from a home invasion, embarks
on a mega-opulent cruise. She writes for
Velocity, a travel magazine, and is
filling in for her pregnant boss. The
ship has only 10 cabins, and cabin 10, next door to Laura, is not supposed to
be occupied. However, Laura borrows a
mascara from a harrowed woman in that cabin and then hears something being thrown
overboard. Laura sees blood on the glass door and a woman’s body sinking in the
ocean. She reports these events to the
crew, but they don’t seem to take her seriously, especially since cabin 10 is now
completely empty. Everyone tries to convince
her that she was drunk and imagined the whole thing. There is no one she can trust, and the only
person who purports to believe her is Ben, an ex-boyfriend who is also on
board. We readers, as well as Laura,
have to guess whether Ben is on Laura’s side or in collusion with whoever
committed the murder. Laura is wary of
all the other occupants and has no way to contact friends and family at home,
as the ship’s wi-fi is mysteriously out of order. Laura soldiers on, sticking to her guns about
what she witnessed. She may be sort of a
bumbler, but who wouldn’t be in such scary circumstances? The fact that she makes some serious mistakes
further humanizes her as someone trying to do the right thing without the tools
to do it. The format of this novel adds
to its suspense, since Laura’s narrative is interspersed with news bulletins
that report her as missing. I found this
book to be quite entertaining—not as good as The Kind Worth Killing but a whole lot better than The Girl on the Train. A friend suggested an interpretation of the
ending that I hadn’t considered, and I think she’s spot-on.
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