There is more sizzling intensity in these pages than the actual Hades-like heat coming from the Sun's rays over the Greek island of Kommeno.
Kommeno, an uninhabited gem of nature northwest of Crete, opens its arms to a woman who has washed up on her shores. The small damaged sailboat rests in the sand alongside her. Barely alive, the woman crawls seeking shelter......a nameless woman with no recognition of how she came upon these shores or, shockingly, who she is.
C.J. Cooke sweeps the storyline like a tidal wave in a completely different direction and location in the pages that follow. Lochlan Shelley, working for a corporate finance firm in Edinburgh, receives a phone call from a worried neighbor. Lochlan's wife, Eloise, and their two children reside in their home in Twickenham outside of London. Lochlan commutes back and forth for work.
The neighbor gives a rapid-fire rendition of what she came upon. The children, Max and newborn baby Cressida, have been abandoned. There is no sign of Eloise although her car is still in the driveway. Her handbag and keys remain in the house. The police are contacted and the search for Eloise hits the pavement. Having no parents in the picture, Eloise's grandparents, Gerda and Magnus, are called in to help with the children.
My jaw drops at the very thought that this is a debut novel in this genre from the author, C.J. Cooke. Cooke takes charge from the get-go leaving deeply imbedded footprints in her character development. It's the weaving back and forth of these flawed individuals, who drive this storyline with such magnitude, that sets this story aflame. The quest for Eloise is met with such ferocity and that ferocity is met with secret landmines of which we readers could never imagine.
My only concern was with the closing out of this nerve-driven storyline. Cooke wades deeply into the heavy, heavy weeds of psychological entanglements. It's quite the closure.....almost like getting hit in the head with an unexpected housebrick. But at the same time, this strange river manned by strange characters demands a strange conclusion. Be advised: it's a very, very worthy read.
I received a copy of I Know My Name through NetGalley for an honest review. My thanks to Harper Collins (Grand Central Publishing) and to C.J. Cooke for the opportunity.