The lowdown from Goodreads
Publish Date July 18, 2017
If you can’t trust yourself, who can you trust?
Cass is having a hard time since the night she saw the car in the woods, on the winding rural road, in the middle of a downpour, with the woman sitting inside―the woman who was killed. She’s been trying to put the crime out of her mind; what could she have done, really? It’s a dangerous road to be on in the middle of a storm. Her husband would be furious if he knew she’d broken her promise not to take that shortcut home. And she probably would only have been hurt herself if she’d stopped.
But since then, she’s been forgetting every little thing: where she left the car, if she took her pills, the alarm code, why she ordered a pram when she doesn’t have a baby.
The only thing she can’t forget is that woman, the woman she might have saved, and the terrible nagging guilt.
Or the silent calls she’s receiving, or the feeling that someone’s watching her…
I’m finding out that I am Really Into psychological thrillers lately, but I’m also VERY picky. I feel like when a thriller depends solely on a narrator & I’m left questioning their ability to tell me the truth, then I at least want he or she to be steadfast in their reality. Does that even make sense?
Let me explain. Okay, so Cass is stuck having a TON of anxiety, coulda, woulda, shoulda ideas about passing up a car stopped in the woods. She did not offer help to the passenger & later found out the woman was killed & it was someone she knew. First off, if I’m put in that situation I’m thinking I would react just like Cass. I would re-live that night, re-hash it with anyone who would listen & just be sick about it thinking I could have done something to help. No one can blame her for that, right?
What I do blame her for is taking everything those around her say as truth & not Really questioning anything. I have very low tolerance for a weak, unquestioning female narrator. It became obvious to me that she was in some sort of Gaslight situation, but who would Gaslight her and why?
The Breakdown started off pretty strong, lagged a bit in the middle, but the end picked up & I was happy with this read. It was a wonderful pool or beach read, it kept my attention & the plot surrounding the motorist touched on a “What Would You Do?” nerve that is ripe for conversation amongst readers.
My verdict: I was Into this book
Special thanks to B. A. Paris & St. Martin’s Press for providing our copy in exchange for an honest & fair review.
B.A. Paris is from a Franco/Irish background. She was brought up in England and moved to France where she spent some years working as a trader in an international bank before re-training as a teacher and setting up a language school with her husband. They still live in France and have five daughters. This is her first novel.