It's been over a decade since I read Stowers's Pulitzer Prize-nominated "Innocence Lost". I recall I really liked it and within a year acquired "To the Last Breath", which unfortunately sat on the bookshelf for over a decade. Then one day I was required to move the bookshelf to paint and plucked it from the shelf and decided to read it.
All I can say is "wow". Even though you may know the end result, Stowers grabs you from the first chapter and holds my interest in a way that other nonfiction writers cannot. The book reads in some respects like a novel, but you are always reminded that this is the real deal, which makes it all the more enthralling.
Stowers mentions in the Afterword that as a nonfiction writer you grapple with the inability to bring full closure to exactly what happened the night of the tragic event, but it's the ride before AND after that event that still had me going through a wide range of emotions. So rest easy, Mr. Stowers, because once again you did a marvelous job of telling this young girl's story.