“If you can’t trust yourself, who can you trust?”
If you have read anything by B. A. Paris, you know that her new book The Breakdown, is going to be phenomenal. I loved her book, Behind Closed Doors, and wanted to read this one when I found out about the release.
with all B. A. Paris books and really any psychological thriller, you do not want to give to much information away to others.
All I will tell you, is that this book sucked me in! I started it one night to read about 4 chapters and did not want to stop.
The Breakdown is about Cass who passes a car in the middle of the night. she passes a when it was storming outside, not wanting to get wet or hurt in case it was a set up. it was dark, in the woods, winding rural road. when she passed the car, Cass saw that there was a women in the car who ends up being found dead. when she thinks back on the night, she doesn’t know why she is so upset. could she have helped her? what would have happened if it was a set up and someone was going to take her car? she could have been hurt or even murdered herself? her husband didn’t want her on that road and she did it anyways to save a couple of minutes.
every day since passing the car, Cass can not forget about the woman. she could have saved her, right?
every day that she thinks about the woman, Cass is forgetting other important things in her life. agreeing to buy a present for a friend, where she left her car, taking her medications, setting her alarm codes, and tons of other things.
but then the calls start coming. the calls that are silent.