I feel like using your generational wealth to hire lawyers and fight outdated patriarchal demands would be easier than kidnapping all these babies and trying to gaslight two postpartum women. But that’s just me I guess.
I was hooked on the premise the moment I read the summary – a stolen baby, a family full of secrets, a betrayal like no other, and a mother who would do everything in her power to get her child back. I was super excited to read this.
The pace is perfect, with chapters and perspective shift just the right length to keep the reader flipping the pages (or listening to the next chapter in my case). The twists and turns aren’t anything ground breaking, but the clues are laid out well, and I found myself excited when I caught a line that helped further pieced it all together. There was one secret that I felt super clever for realizing so early, but was surprised when it turned out that secret was far deeper than originally expected. I have to applaud how well the mystery was designed.
However, a big counter to that, is that the resolution on things felt unearned. Having one of the women overhearing piece of a conversation is perfectly fine way of getting information, but it happens so often, and its the main way any information is learned. The masterminds to all of this straight up has a villain monologue behind a partially closed door and I found myself rolling my eyes that this was what we built up to. Like, seriously?
So many of the twists didn’t feel like the characters had to work to uncover them, or the reader had to pay attention to find them, they were just given away freely. It doesn’t feel like the women are uncovering things, more like we’re sitting there with the obvious information while waiting for them to catch up/be told what is happening. It just makes it annoying when they are still questioning things they were given answers to chapters ago.
And I’m being completely serious here, but where is the body!?!?!?!? If someone told me that my baby had died during trauma induced childbirth – especially a fetus just 3 weeks shy of their due date – I would be demanding to have the body in my arms. And that goes double if I’m in a house with people I don’t trust and the other woman who gave birth that night now has a bouncing baby boy in her arms. But at no point does Trina ask where her son’s (now supposed daughter’s) body is, and that ruined the entire sense of believe ability for me.
Like, seriously, be proactive and think for a second. How are you going to gaslight this woman that her baby died, and no one question where the baby’s corpse is???? That’s like, not a huge red flag for everyone? Maybe I just can’t suspend my disbelieve to enjoy a little thriller, but I can’t get passed the idea that an entire baby’s body disappeared and we are just supposed to not think about it. I’m not one to be like, ‘let’s go to the police’, but maybe we go to someone in a position of power. I don’t care how rich this family is, a missing baby’s body would raise questions – especially when the other couple now had a baby boy despite all the medical records of her being pregnant with a girl.
We’re supposed to believe that Trina and Rosalind are best friends – ones who have been by the others side for years, and have survived horrible things together – but both of them so easily fall for the manipulation of the men around them, and chalk the other up as just being crazy. They both know that there is something going on with the brothers – the brother-in-law in particular – but when the man says “ya she did this crazy thing, can you believe it” they just believe him and turn on each other. This doesn’t feel like an unbreakable sisterly dynamic. Other people falling for the ‘ya the postpartum women is crazy’ thing makes sense, but the two of them were still falling for it far too late into the novel.
My biggest problem with this book, is at the end. It seems to be a staple of these kinda thrillers – I don’t know if this is just not a genre for me, or if others have an issue with it – but the hand holding conclusion really pissed me off.
Having the two characters flat out restate the entire story at each other at the climax, or a character monologue about how they were secretly this mastermind the whole time, feels clunky to me, but its whatever, I can give or take it. However, when Rosalind straight up took the time to explain to us what each color of their code mean during her “I'm secretly so smart” monologue, I immediately found myself knocking this down to a 2.5 star.
It feels like talking down to the reader to be like, “you see in the code, green means B and red means D and black means A, so when I told her the color black, that’s why A happened, because black is code for A.” Like, ya, I got it, I pieced that together thank you, I didn’t need you to hold my hand and explain that multiple times.
I really hated this aspect – and having it be beaten over my head so straight forward at the end, just had me reflecting on all the other times the characters repeated things we had learned several times, like the author didn’t trust the reader to pick up and understand what had happened. Its not that complex.
At the end of the day, like if you’re a fan of thrillers, I do recommend it. I had a fun time with it, and at roughly 10 hours for the audio book, its a pretty quick and easy read. I can understand why people enjoy this genre and devour these books.
Honest review given for ARC audiobook, via Netgalley