A book editor is forced to work with the author who ruined her life.
Eden Radley’s world was turned upside down nine years ago when her mother, Tara, ran off to marry handsome Harvard grad Flynn Darby, a short story writer 13 years her junior. Now Eden has a nice life in New York. She works for DeLaurier Publishing in Manhattan and lives in millennial-friendly Brooklyn, where she munches Thai spring rolls with her pals at the Black Cat as she wonders whether Vince Silver, the bartender at Brisbane’s, might have a thing for her. Her world is upended a second time when her mother and her half brother Jeremy are found dead of carbon monoxide poisoning in their Cleveland home. Everyone sees their deaths as a murder-suicide. Four-year-old Jeremy suffered from a rare genetic disorder that had left him unable to walk, talk, or care for himself, an obvious burden for his aging parents. But something in Eden resists the notion that Tara would dose Jeremy and herself with barbiturates before leaving him to die alone in his bed while she retreated to hers. Her suspicions grow when Barry Preston and Tim McNee, investigators from Harriman Insurance, question her about a $5 million policy naming Flynn as beneficiary. But she must tread lightly because Flynn has just sold DeLaurier a book chronicling his and Tara’s marriage and their struggles to care for their disabled son—and insisted as part of the deal that Eden be appointed his editor.
MacDonald (I See You, 2014, etc.) presents a story of love gone wrong that avoids black and white, letting the reader appreciate its many shades of gray.