Into the Sound
by Cara Reinard

Amazon / B&N / BB

Publisher: Thomas & Mercer (December 1, 2021)

Paperback: 349 pages

A terrified voice on the phone. The line goes dead. The mystery begins.

During a superstorm, Holly Boswell receives a panicked call from her sister, Vivian: Come get me…There’s somebody coming. But when Holly arrives at a Long Island marina, there’s only her sister’s abandoned car. Vivian is gone.

It’s all eerily familiar. Holly and Vivian used to play hide-and-seek as children. It was a reprieve from the mental abuses of their parents, psychology professors who raised the siblings as if it were research. Decades later, Holly is reminded of their childhood games.

In her relentless search for the answers, Holly is reading between the lines in Vivian’s journals. She’s untangling clues in their mother’s diary and discovering secrets from her sister’s private world that are casting a dangerous shadow. Maybe Vivian has reasons for wanting to disappear from her well-to-do life. Or is it something more sinister? As Holly follows Vivian’s trail, she can’t shake the feeling that someone might be following her.

My Rating:

Favorite Quotes:

It was nearly ninety degrees outside, but Mother was always cold. Holly imagined it was a side effect of being heartless.

Vivian grabbed for a beer… Screw it. They were in hell together. Might as well take something to calm the flames.

Find your allies in life and keep them close. Let all the rest fall by the wayside. Don’t waste your energy on people who drain yours.

My Review:

This well-crafted tale was diabolically plotted and maddeningly paced. My brain was on fire spinning and discarding theories while the vile and heinous slate of cunningly contrived characters made me itch. The vast majority of the uniquely twisted characters were either repulsive, pernicious, deeply bent, or intensely annoying. I despised them all while gripping my Kindle tightly and agonizing and despairing over the constant missteps the weaker sister made while searching for her missing sibling.

Cara Reinard is a sly minx and her intriguing tale was intensely compelling and kept me on edge. My shoulders were in my ears even when busy with other tasks and my curiosity kept me reaching for my Kindle every spare moment I could shake loose. I lapped up every well-chosen word and resented any interruption to my perusal, as I didn’t want to miss any of the sneakily buried clues. Needless to say, I was deeply invested and wiggling on the hook all the way through.