Sabrina rolled over and stared at the wall. She knew the date. Not because she'd checked her calendar or because the leaves on the trees outside her bedroom window were turning from green to gold. No. It was because she hadn't been able to take a deep breath for weeks now. The feeling that someone was watching her. The long hours stretched between the setting and the rising of the sun spent wandering her silent house, kept awake by the certainty that if she closed her eyes, she'd never be able to open them again. That was what told her what day it was.
Fifteen years ago, today, she'd been kidnapped. Held for eighty-three days. Raped. Tortured. Left for dead in a churchyard.
This book definitely qualifies as a thriller. It's very suspenseful and Beaumont does an excellent job of maintaining that tension from the first page to the last. It's not a perfect read, some of the things about Michael's situation felt a little far-fetched, and Sabrina's roommate and younger siblings had such minimal roles I wondered why they were there at all, but overall I ended up liking this book a lot, although I could have done without all the language in it, especially all those F-bombs. But if you don't mind that...