Thank you to NetGalley, Penguin Random House, and Elizabeth Arnott for an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review.
This was a really enjoyable book, made more enjoyable by the serious look it takes at what it is like to navigate the world as a woman. The story follows the three POVs of Beverley, Elsie, and Margot, three women who developed a friendship through their similar pasts of being married to serial killers. When it seems like a new serial killer is targeting women, the three of them band together to hunt him down.
Without accepting that women must take on paranoia-levels of anxiety to exist, I resonated with the presentation of how easily men manipulate women's societally programmed need to be nice, to be accommodating, to be quiet. While all three of the main characters had different experiences with their husbands, it made my gut wrench that two of the women had been targeted by their husbands either in or barely out of childhood. While I have seen some describe this book as 'light' to read, I found myself bogged down by the reality that this is truly how predators think and act in real life.
As the three of them learn to understand the mind of a serial killer, they reminisce on how their husbands would have periods of intense anger that they would take out on their wives in sudden, explosive punishment. After which, they would mysteriously disappear and return placid, calm, and even loving. This manipulative cycle is not unique to fictional serial killers, but is something that real women experience daily. These men hate themselves for not being able to perform sexually, for being small, for having sickness within them, and this blame is always pushed onto someone else: onto women. While the majority of this book is a procedural thriller that is generally not too tense, the parts that ruminate on angry men, why they are what they are, and how they make it women's problem, felt chillingly real.
The three women felt like truly distinct characters, and I enjoyed how they each had their own internal wounds to tend to. They also approached the investigation in different ways, which helped to keep the story fresh and to distinguish their unique personalities. There is no single way to be a victim, no single way to be a woman, and I liked that the story offered three very different versions of how women react to trauma, without highlighting any as right or wrong.
The final 15-20% of this book was certainly the most exciting, with the typical twists and turns of a thriller novel there in plenty (and well done, too). I would tend to agree with other reviewers who have said that the rest of the book is comparatively slow, and that there is a noticeable lack of tension in the rest of the story. However, the main section of the book gradually uncovers more details about the three husbands of the main characters, building up to showing how each woman discovered that her husband was a serial killer. While not direct tension, as we obviously know that all three women survived their husbands, I found these narratives extremely compelling, and they added a lot of dark pressure to the story as a whole.
I enjoyed this book a lot, and while I think that it at times plays into a very paranoid view of the world (I say this as someone who is not a man), I loved that it actually had something to say about femicides and toxic masculinity. I would recommend this to any thriller fans, particularly anyone who feels that thrillers lately have gotten a little lazy or formulaic. I think you'll enjoy this one.