From New York Times bestselling author and master of suspense Lisa Unger comes an addictive psychological thriller about a woman on the hunt for her husband’s killer.
What if the nightmares are actually memories?
It’s been a year since Poppy’s husband, Jack, was brutally murdered during his morning run through Manhattan’s Riverside Park. In the immediate aftermath, Poppy spiralled into an oblivion of grief, disappearing for several days only to turn up ragged and confused and wearing a tight red dress she didn’t recognise. What happened to Poppy during those lost days? And more importantly, what happened to Jack?
The case was never solved, and Poppy has finally begun to move on. But those lost days have never stopped haunting her. Poppy starts having nightmares and blackouts — there are periods of time she can’t remember, and she’s unable to tell the difference between what is real and what she’s imagining. When she begins to sense that someone is following her, Poppy is plunged into a game of cat and mouse, determined to unravel the mystery around her husband’s death. But can she handle the truth about what really happened?
I am not surprised by how much I enjoyed this novel. Lisa Unger is a great writer who crafts dark and complicated plots – this one about dreams/memories.
Under My Skin is what I call a deliciously unsettling read.
Even after finishing the story I am left wondering (in a good way). I don’t have a problem with Unger’s style, in this regard. I really admire the structure. Unger cleverly confuses the character with dreams and/or memories and this made for great storytelling from a reader perspective. It’s one of those books you want to re-read to figure out how Unger does it!
Whilst I may have suspected who the killer was, the story kept me hooked.
Definitely a book for the TBR pile.
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Published by Harper Collins Australia