The Suspect by Fiona Barton


My rating: 3 of 5 stars


What happens when the hunter becomes the hunted? Being in the other shoe is a bitter pill to swallow and it’s always going to hurt being the victim. Kate Waters finds herself in a position where, as the mother to Jake she’s hounded by the press, some of them her friends and colleagues. As a journalist it’s her job to get the next big headline but becoming the headline is not part of the equation and that’s exactly what happens when Kate following a story of 2 missing girls in Thailand ends up discovering facts about her own son, Jake. The truth that emerges makes Kate wonder about how ignorant she’s about her child.
The story moves thru 3 POV’s the Reporter, Kate, the Detective, Bob and the Mother, Lesley. Like all her other books the Suspect is compelling but it totally lacked the edge for a thriller. It was good but not brilliant enough to knock your sock’s off.

Blurb

The police belonged to another world – the world they saw on the television or in the papers. Not theirs.

When two eighteen-year-old girls go missing on their gap year in Thailand, their families are thrust into the international spotlight: desperate, bereft and frantic with worry.

Journalist Kate Waters always does everything she can to be first to the story, first with the exclusive, first to discover the truth – and this time is no exception. But she can’t help but think of her own son, who she hasn’t seen in two years since he left home to go traveling. This time it’s personal.

And as the case of the missing girls unfolds, they will all find that even this far away, danger can lie closer to home than you might think . . .

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