Wow—this one hooked me right from the start. The opening scene is already tense, and from there, it just keeps tightening the screws. You’re constantly second-guessing what you think you know, and every time you start to feel confident, a twist comes out of nowhere and leaves you reeling.
The characters feel real and complicated, not just thriller archetypes. Julia, especially, is layered—you feel her fear and her guilt, and at times you’re not even sure if you can fully trust her version of events. Scott, her ex and a cop on leave, adds another dimension: he’s flawed, struggling with his own demons, but determined to do what’s right. Even the side characters have enough depth to feel believable, which makes the stakes feel that much higher.
One of the strongest elements here is how Dranfield handles mental health. The book doesn’t treat it like a plot gimmick—it shows the different ways people experience and express their pain, trauma, and anxiety. It’s sensitive but still unflinching, and that makes the emotional weight of the story hit harder.
The pacing starts a little slower as the groundwork is laid, but once it takes off, it’s unputdownable. The atmosphere is tense without feeling overdone, and the reveals are timed just right to keep you invested without cheap shock value.
If you love psychological thrillers that balance suspense with real emotional depth, Please Don’t Find Me delivers. It’s gripping, twisty, and surprisingly heartfelt—a read that stays with you even after you’ve turned the last page.