I may be slightly generous in this star rating because I've enjoyed past offerings from this author. This book feels like something written in the 90's that was put on the shelf and then dusted off for publication today without any updates.
Here's why: the protagonist has never used a computer. I'm not sure why this plot detail was necessary- there is a file that goes missing, but the bad guy could want to know what was in this file, if electronic copies were sent, all sorts of things that could continue the plot but also have a protagonist from this century. This is a woman no older than me- mid 40's, possibly about 50, but she has a 20 year old son from a youthful bad marriage, so even 50 is pushing it, I think. My 70 year old parents use a computer with no problems or compunction, I'm not sure why this practical, organized woman (for so she is characterized) refuses to do so. In the end, the file is photocopied and mailed to a sheriff. In the regular mail. No scanned copies? No pdfs? For heaven's sake, not even a fax? The weirdly archaic use of technology pulled me out of the story.
There are 3 POV characters here. One is our heroine, Tory. She is a therapist, intuitive, organized, self-sufficient, gorgeous. Computer illiterate. The book opens with her faking her own death and running for her life. It was a good open and the author did a good job of making me care what happened next. Tory ends up in Oregon, in a little beach cottage that's the polar opposite of her former palatial home in New England. The best part of the book for me was imagining being in that wintry little beach cottage or in beautiful New England.
Next, we have Tory's son, Jack. I think that it might have been better for the author not to use this character as a POV character at all. Jack just didn't sound or act like a 20 year old guy at all. Most of his time he felt bad because he treated his mother like a typical teenage boy would. Tory, for all her therapist skills, apparently let him get away with treating her like crap and never addressed the issue, so all he has left now is guilt and regret. Except for the occasional "damn" sprinkled into Jack's thoughts, he read pretty much like an emotionally fraught older female would read. And to be clear, "damn" is the least of the obscenities that I sprinkle through my thoughts and speech, so the kid seemed really repressed to me.
Finally we have Doria, a maid in the opera composer Pucchini's home. What? you say. Where the hell did that come from? Indeed. The author is attempting to build parallels between this maid and Tory. They are linked psychically, or genetically, or both. Incidentally, the physical link between the two characters is a glass butterfly paperweight from Murano. I never figured out how this maid, or Tory's grandmother ( who gave it to Tory) ended up with this paperweight in the first place. Doria's story was interesting. Her mistress was crazy, Pucchini did a horrible job protecting his employees from her mental illness, and Doria has a tragic life. The "she's crazy, so she's evil" trope was a little sad, but Italian village people in the early 20th century probably didn't have the foggiest idea what to do with mental illness.
From reading the afterword to this book, it seems like Doria's true story (she's based on a real person) might have been even more interesting than the story in the book. But the author made the choices she did, and did not do a bad job with those choices.
So, Tory's bad guy also seems linked to early 20th century Italy- reincarnation again? Hard to say. It's never really thought out or explained. Just a reference to "policeman" and crazy flat eyes between the two bad characters.
There's also a dog. I really liked the dog. What I did not like was his name: Johnson. Really? Who names a dog this? The association/innuendo is horrible. He is named that because a Pucchini opera hero was named Dick Johnson, and the author wanted to beat the reader over the head with the idea that Johnson the dog will be a hero. Ugh- couldn't she have picked another name? I guess Dick wouldn't be a great choice for the same reason that Johnson isn't, but a hero's name from ANY OTHER PUCCHINI OPERA, maybe??
There's also a vet who becomes a love interest for Tory. He is icy and disapproving when she doesn't spill the beans to him right away about her life- she's using an assumed name and hasn't told anyone the truth about who she is or what he's been through. After two conversations he gets rather stiff and formal when she doesn't tell all her secrets to him right in the middle of a dinner party. That's a Johnson move, if you ask me. If you know what I mean.
So, I enjoyed the book for setting and atmosphere, much in the way I enjoy a romance or light chick lit novel, for taking me off to an Oregon beach. The characters didn't really do it for me, and neither did the plot contrivances.