Book overview
"A super stylish thriller. I found myself truly transported to Paris in this gloriously vivid, gripping read." --Lucy Foley
"Staggeringly good. Eva Jurczyk is a dazzling talent, and her dark and beguiling Paris is unforgettable." --Rosie Walsh
A sophisticated, character-driven thriller in which a romantic rendezvous in Paris turns disastrous after the disappearance of a new lover
Genie St. Onge's heart is broken more often than it's not--but that doesn't stop her from diving in head-first when she meets Jacob Ford. Their connection is instantaneous and consuming, and they agree to meet again in Paris. In a heady mix of sugared pastries and rumpled bedsheets, they begin plotting their future together. In the dreamy apartment they're renting in the 11th arrondissement, they become intoxicated by each other.
Until Jacob disappears.
Genie knows Jacob would never leave her. Not by choice. When phone calls to hospitals turn up nothing, she grows convinced that someone must have taken him. It's the only explanation.
Under the scrutiny of the French police, however, Genie's story doesn't quite hold up--and it sounds like Jacob might not be all he seems, either. Through police interviews with Genie and nearby residents of the 11th arrondissement, the truth remains elusive. She swears has no idea what happened to Jacob - so why doesn't her story align with anyone else's?
"Staggeringly good. Eva Jurczyk is a dazzling talent, and her dark and beguiling Paris is unforgettable." --Rosie Walsh
A sophisticated, character-driven thriller in which a romantic rendezvous in Paris turns disastrous after the disappearance of a new lover
Genie St. Onge's heart is broken more often than it's not--but that doesn't stop her from diving in head-first when she meets Jacob Ford. Their connection is instantaneous and consuming, and they agree to meet again in Paris. In a heady mix of sugared pastries and rumpled bedsheets, they begin plotting their future together. In the dreamy apartment they're renting in the 11th arrondissement, they become intoxicated by each other.
Until Jacob disappears.
Genie knows Jacob would never leave her. Not by choice. When phone calls to hospitals turn up nothing, she grows convinced that someone must have taken him. It's the only explanation.
Under the scrutiny of the French police, however, Genie's story doesn't quite hold up--and it sounds like Jacob might not be all he seems, either. Through police interviews with Genie and nearby residents of the 11th arrondissement, the truth remains elusive. She swears has no idea what happened to Jacob - so why doesn't her story align with anyone else's?
