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Someone We Know: A Novel Paperback – May 12, 2020
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“Poised and chilling.” —Wall Street Journal
“No-one does suburban paranoia like Shari Lapena—this slowly unfurling nightmare will have you biting your nails until the end.” —Ruth Ware
Another thrilling domestic suspense novel from the New York Times bestselling author of The Couple Next Door and Not a Happy Family
Maybe you don't know your neighbors as well as you thought you did . . .
"This is a very difficult letter to write. I hope you will not hate us too much. . . My son broke into your home recently while you were out."
In a quiet, leafy suburb in upstate New York, a teenager has been sneaking into houses--and into the owners' computers as well--learning their secrets, and maybe sharing some of them, too.
Who is he, and what might he have uncovered? After two anonymous letters are received, whispers start to circulate, and suspicion mounts. And when a woman down the street is found murdered, the tension reaches the breaking point. Who killed her? Who knows more than they're telling? And how far will all these very nice people go to protect their own secrets?
In this neighborhood, it's not just the husbands and wives who play games. Here, everyone in the family has something to hide . . .
You never really know what people are capable of.
- Print length320 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherPenguin Books
- Publication dateMay 12, 2020
- Dimensions5.1 x 0.72 x 7.96 inches
- ISBN-100525557679
- ISBN-13978-0525557678
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Editorial Reviews
Review
“Poised and chilling.”
—Wall Street Journal
“Clever.”
—USA Today
“No-one does suburban paranoia like Shari Lapena—this slowly unfurling nightmare will have you biting your nails until the end.”
—Ruth Ware, #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Woman in Cabin 10
“Slyly plotted . . . Lapena skillfully maximizes suspense with her dual story lines that eventually collide, as well as some deft misdirection . . . many fans of domestic suspense will be satisfied.”
—Publishers Weekly
“Highly suspenseful . . . Sure to delight fans of Liane Moriarty and Louise Candlish.”
—Booklist
“This book is non-stop twists and turns. Shari Lapena will leave your head spinning as you try and make sense of the lies surrounding the families in this neighborhood. And just when you think you’ve figured it out, you’re probably wrong. Absolutely recommend!”
—Suspense Magazine
“Someone We Know is a tour de force of thriller writing. Shari Lapena proves yet again that she is the mistress of the pacy plot, cliff edge tension and menacing suburban claustrophobia. Fans will be delighted and if you haven’t read her books yet, then why on earth not?”
—Gilly Macmillan, New York Times bestselling author of The Nanny
Praise for An Unwanted Guest:
“A gripping mystery perfect for fans of Agatha Christie.”
—Good Housekeeping
“Proving that time periods may change but people do not, Lapena delivers a solid whodunit with an ending that would make Dame Christie proud.”
—USA Today
“Another nail-biter perfect for an all-nighter.”
—Entertainment Weekly
“A new thriller that will give you serious Agatha Christie vibes . . . if you’re one of the many people who counts [And Then There Were None] among their favorite books, you will love An Unwanted Guest. . . . A deftly crafted and expertly paced thriller that will keep readers guessing (and terrified) until the very end.”
—Bustle
“This compelling and realistic modern take on the country-house mystery will gain new fans for the author and is definitely one to hand to devotees of Agatha Christie (and her modern interpreter, Sophie Hannah).”
—Booklist
“An intriguing cast, an isolated location, a raging storm and the threat of death in every dark corner: An Unwanted Guest reads like Agatha Christie with a shot of adrenalin. Clear your desk before you start it because you won’t want to put it down.”
—Gilly Macmillan, New York Times bestselling author of I Know You Know
“Lapena has written a great whodunit, with a delicious Christie-like vibe. Fans of the author's first novel will want this, and anyone who savors a well-crafted murder mystery will gobble it up!”
—Library Journal (starred review)
Praise for A Stranger in the House:
“Lapena’s A Stranger in the House will have you sleeping with the lights on for weeks.”
—Bustle
“Smart and suspenseful . . . you'll never see the ending coming.”
—PureWow
“So much suspense. So many twists. Good luck sleeping tonight.”
—HelloGiggles
“So many dizzying twists you'd better not drive after reading!”
—Linwood Barclay, New York Times bestselling author of Parting Shot
“Smart, twisty and compulsive. Suspense and suspicion accumulate relentlessly, toying with your expectations and your emotions right up until the packs-a-punch ending. Don’t miss it, and don’t expect to be able to put it down.”
—Gilly Macmillan, New York Times bestselling author of I Know You Know
“A diverting page-turner."
—Publishers Weekly
"Great suspense and lots of twists."
—The Toronto Star
"Lapena keeps the well-developed twists churning, with each a surprise notch in this ever-evolving plot, and she continues this skillful storytelling until the stunning twist at the end . . . memorable."
—Associated Press
Praise for The Couple Next Door:
“Meticulously crafted and razor sharp. The Couple Next Door lingers long after you turn the final page.”
—Harlan Coben, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Fool Me Once
“The twists come as fast [as] you can turn the pages.”
—People
“Provocative and shocking. One crime, an entire neighborhood of suspects, secrets, and lies. How well do we ever know those around us? The Couple Next Door will keep you glued to the pages in search of the answer. Even then, you’ll never guess the truth . . . until it's too late.”
—Lisa Gardner, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Find Her
“I read this novel at one sitting, absolutely riveted by the story line. The suspense was beautifully rendered and unrelenting!”
—Sue Grafton, New York Times bestselling author of X
“Real men read women writers—because of books like this. Trust me.”
—Lee Child, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Make Me
“A twisty, utterly riveting tale that will send readers on a wild roller-coaster ride of emotions. Shocking revelations kept me turning the pages like a madwoman.”
—Tess Gerritsen, New York Times bestselling author of Playing with Fire
“Expertly paced and finely crafted, The Couple Next Door is a gripping thriller of the highest order. I couldn’t put it down.”
—A. J. Banner, bestselling author of The Good Neighbor
“Gripped me from the very beginning to the very end!”
—Becky Masterman, author of Rage Against the Dying
“Brilliant! This utterly riveting psychological thriller hurtles along at breakneck speed, never giving you the opportunity to catch your breath. Twisty, turny, and unputdownable.”
—C. L. Taylor, bestselling author of The Lie
“Exquisitely torturous tension.”
—NPR.org
“Where did that baby go! It’s hard not to read to the end to find out, and the twists waiting there are gratifyingly clever.”
—USA Today
“The many never-saw-them-coming twists and questionable characters . . . will keep you on the edge of your seat. First-time novelist Lapena’s writing is spare and tense, and it makes The Couple Next Door a compulsive read. The last line is absolutely a killer.”
—Good Housekeeping
“[A] well-sculpted domestic thriller . . . highly suspenseful . . . Twists are subtly revealed with aplomb, taking the story to increasingly unpredictable levels.”
—Associated Press
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Saturday, October 14
Olivia Sharpe sits in her kitchen drinking a cup of coffee, gazing blankly out the glass sliding doors to the backyard. It's mid-October, and the maple tree near the back fence is looking splendid in its reds and oranges and yellows. The grass is still green, but the rest of the garden has been prepared for winter; it won't be long before the first frost, she thinks. But for now, she enjoys the yellow sunlight filtering through her backyard and slanting across her spotless kitchen. Or she tries to. It's hard to enjoy anything when she is coming to a slow boil inside.
Her son, Raleigh, still isn't up. Yes, it's Saturday, and he's been in school all week, but it's two o'clock in the afternoon, and it drives her crazy that he's still asleep.
She puts down her coffee and trudges once again up the carpeted stairs to the second floor. She hesitates outside her son's bedroom door, reminds herself not to yell, and then knocks lightly and opens it. As she expected, he's sound asleep. His blanket is still over his head-he pulled it over his head the last time she came in, a half hour ago. She knows he hates it when she tells him to get up, but he doesn't do it on his own, and what is she supposed to do, let him sleep all day? On the weekends she likes to let him relax a little, but for Christ's sake, it's midafternoon.
"Raleigh, get up. It's after two o'clock." She hates the edge she hears in her voice, but she expends so much energy trying to get this boy out of bed every day, it's hard not to resent it.
He doesn't so much as twitch. She stands there looking down at him, feeling a complicated mix of love and frustration. He's a good boy. A smart but unmotivated student. Completely lovable. He's just lazy-not only will he not get out of bed on his own, but he doesn't do his homework, and he doesn't help with chores around the house without endless nagging. He tells her he hates her nagging. Well, she hates it, too. She tells him that if he did what she asked the first time, she wouldn't have to repeat herself, but he doesn't seem to get it. She puts it down to his being sixteen. Sixteen-year-old boys are murder. She hopes that by the time he's eighteen or nineteen, his prefrontal cortex will be more developed, and he will have better executive function and start being more responsible.
"Raleigh! Come on, get up." He still doesn't move, doesn't acknowledge her existence, not even with a grunt. She sees his cell phone lying faceup on his bedside table. If he won't get up, fine, she'll confiscate his cell phone. She imagines his hand flailing around, reaching for it before he even takes the covers off his head. She snatches the phone and leaves the room, slamming the door behind her. He'll be furious, but so is she.
She returns to the kitchen and puts his phone down on the counter. It pings. A text message has popped up. She has never snooped in her son's phone or computer. She doesn't know his passwords. And she completely trusts him. But this message is right there in front of her, and she looks at it.
Did you break in last night?
She freezes. What the hell does that mean?
Another ping. Get anything good?
Her stomach flips.
Text me when ur up
She picks up the phone and stares at it, waiting for another message, but nothing comes. She tries to open his phone, but, of course, it's password protected.
Her son was out last night. He said he'd gone to a movie. With a friend. He didn't say who.
She asks herself what she should do. Should she wait for his father to get back from the hardware store? Or should she confront her son first? She feels terribly uneasy. Is it possible Raleigh could be up to no good? She can't believe it. He's lazy, but he's not the kind of kid to get into trouble. He's never been in any trouble before. He has a good home, a comfortable life, and two parents who love him. He can't possibly . . .
If this is what it looks like, his father will be furious, too. Maybe she'd better talk to Raleigh first.
She climbs the stairs, the earlier love and frustration shoved abruptly aside by an even more complicated mix of rage and fear. She barges into his room with his phone in her fist and yanks the covers off his head. He opens his eyes blearily; he looks angry, like a wakened bear. But she's angry, too. She holds his cell phone in front of him.
"What were you up to last night, Raleigh? And don't say you were at the movies, because I'm not buying it. You'd better tell me everything before your father gets home." Her heart is pounding with anxiety. What has he done?
Raleigh looks up at his mom. SheÕs standing over him with his cell phone in her hand. What the hell is she doing with his cell phone? What is she blathering on about? He's annoyed, but heÕs still half asleep. He doesnÕt wake up just like that; it's an adjustment.
"What?" he manages to say. He's pissed off at her for barging in here when he's asleep. She's always trying to wake him up. She always wants everyone on her schedule. Everyone knows his mom's a bit of a control freak. She should learn to chill. But now she looks really mad. She's glaring at him in a way he's never seen before. He suddenly wonders what time it is. He turns to look at his clock radio. It's two fifteen. Big deal. Nobody died.
"What the hell have you been up to?" she demands, holding his phone out like an accusation.
His heart seems to skip a beat, and he holds his breath. What does she know? Has she gotten into his phone? But then he remembers that she doesn't know the passcode, and he starts to breathe again.
"I just happened to be glancing at your phone when a text came in," his mom says.
Raleigh struggles to sit up, his mind going blank. Shit. What did she see?
"Have a look," she says, and tosses the phone at him.
He thumbs the phone and sees the damning texts from Mark. He sits there staring at them, wondering how to spin this. He's afraid to look his mother in the face.
"Raleigh, look at me," she says.
She always says that when she's mad. Slowly he looks up at her. He's wide awake now.
"What do those texts mean?"
"What texts?" he says stupidly, playing for time. But he knows he's busted. The texts are pretty fucking clear. How could Mark be so stupid? He looks back down at the phone again; it's easier than looking at his mother's face. Did you break in last night? Get anything good?
He starts to panic. His brain can't come up with anything fast enough to satisfy his mother. All he can think of is a desperate, "It's not what it looks like!"
"Oh, that's good to hear," his mom says in her most sarcastic voice. "Because it looks like you've been up to a bit of breaking and entering!"
He sees an opening. "It's not like that. I wasn't stealing."
She gives him an enraged look and says, "You'd better tell me everything, Raleigh. No bullshit."
He knows he can't get out of this by denying it. He's caught like a rat in a trap, and now all he can do is damage control. "I did sneak into somebody's house, but I wasn't stealing. It was more like-just looking around," he mutters.
"You actually broke into someone's house last night?" his mother says, aghast. "I can't believe this! Raleigh, what were you thinking?" She throws her hands up. "Why on earth would you even do that?"
He sits there on his bed, speechless, because he doesn't know how to explain. He does it because it's a kick, a thrill. He likes to get into other people's houses and hack into their computers. He doesn't dare tell her that. She should be glad he's not doing drugs.
"Whose house was it?" she demands now.
His mind seizes. He can't answer that. If he tells her whose house he was in last night, she'll completely lose it. He can't bear to think of what the consequences of that might be.
"I don't know," he lies.
"Well, where was it?"
"I can't remember. What difference does it make? I didn't take anything! They won't even know I was there."
His mom leans her face in toward him and says, "Oh, they'll know all right."
He looks at her in fear. "What do you mean?"
"You're going to get dressed, and then you're going to show me the house you broke into, and then you're going to knock on the door and apologize."
"I can't," he says desperately.
"You can, and you will," she says. "Whether you want to or not."
He starts to sweat. "Mom, I can't. Please don't make me."
She looks at him shrewdly. "What else aren't you telling me?" she asks.
But at that moment, he hears the front door opening and his dad whistling as he drops his keys on the table in the hall. Raleigh's heart starts to pound, and he feels slightly sick. His mother he can handle, but his dad-he can't bear to think of how his dad's going to react. He didn't anticipate this; he never thought he'd get caught. Fucking Mark.
"Get up, now," his mother commands, ripping the rest of the covers off him. "We're going to talk to your father."
As he makes his way down the stairs in his pajamas, he's sweating. When they enter the kitchen, his dad looks up in surprise. He can obviously tell from their expressions that something's up.
The whistling stops abruptly. "What's going on?" his dad asks.
"Maybe we'd better all sit down," his mother says, pulling out a chair at the kitchen table. "Raleigh has something to tell you, and you're not going to like it."
They all sit. The sound of the chairs scraping against the floor rips at Raleigh's raw nerves like nails on a chalkboard.
He has to confess. He knows that. But he doesn't have to tell them everything. He's more awake now, better able to think. "Dad, I'm really sorry, and I know it was wrong," he begins. His voice is trembling, and he thinks it's a good start. But his dad's brow has darkened already, and Raleigh's afraid. He hesitates.
"What the hell have you done, Raleigh?" his father asks.
He stares back at his dad, but the words don't come. For a moment, he feels completely paralyzed.
"He broke into somebody's house," his mother says finally.
"What?"
There's no mistaking the shock and fury in his father's voice. Raleigh quickly averts his eyes and looks at the floor. He says, "I didn't break in. I snuck in."
"Why the hell did you do that?" his father demands.
Raleigh shrugs his shoulders, but doesn't answer. He's still staring at the floor.
"When?"
His mother prods him with a hand on his shoulder. "Raleigh?"
He finally raises his head and looks at his dad. "Last night."
His father looks back at him, his mouth hanging open. "You mean, while we were here having friends over for dinner, and you were supposed to be at a movie, you were actually out sneaking into someone else's house?" His voice has grown in volume until, by the end of the sentence, his father is shouting. For a moment, there's silence. The air vibrates with tension. "Were you alone, or were you with someone else?"
"Alone," he mumbles.
"So we can't even console ourselves with the idea that someone else led you into this completely unacceptable, criminal, behavior?"
Raleigh wants to put his hands over his ears to block out his dad's shouting, but he knows this will only incense his dad further. He knows it looks worse that he acted alone.
"Whose house was it?"
"I don't know."
"So what happened?" His dad glances at his mom, and then back at him. "Did you get caught?"
Raleigh shakes his head, and his mom says, "No. I saw a text on his cell phone. Raleigh, show your dad the texts."
Raleigh unlocks and hands over the phone, and his dad looks at the screen in disbelief. "Jesus, Raleigh! How could you? Have you done this before?"
This is the thing about his father-he knows what questions to ask. Things his mother, rattled by shock, didn't think to ask. Raleigh has done it before, a few times. "Just one other time," he lies, avoiding his father's eyes.
"So you've broken into two houses."
He nods.
"Does anyone know?"
Raleigh shakes his head. "Of course not."
"Of course not," his dad repeats sarcastically. His dad's sarcasm is worse than his mom's. "Your friend knows. Who's he?"
"Mark. From school."
"Anyone else?"
Raleigh shakes his head reluctantly.
"Is there any way you might get caught? Security cameras?"
Raleigh shakes his head again, and looks up at his dad. "There weren't any security cameras. I checked."
"Jesus. I can't believe you. Is that supposed to make me feel better?"
"They don't even know I was there," Raleigh says defensively. "I was really careful. I told Mom-I never took anything. I didn't do any harm."
"Then what were you doing there?" his dad asks.
"I don't know. Just looking around, I guess."
"Just looking around, I guess," his dad repeats, and it makes Raleigh feel about six years old. "What were you looking at? Ladies' underwear?"
"No!" Raleigh shouts, flushing hotly with embarrassment. He's not some kind of a pervert. He mutters, "I was mostly looking in their computers."
"Dear God," his dad shouts, "you went into people's computers?"
Raleigh nods miserably.
His dad slams the table and gets up. He starts pacing around the kitchen, glaring back at Raleigh. "Don't people use passwords?"
"Sometimes I can get past them," he says, his voice quavering.
"And what did you do, when you were looking around in people's private computers?"
"Well . . ." and it all comes out in a rush. He feels his mouth twist as he tries not to cry. "All I did was write some prank emails from-from someone's email account." And then, uncharacteristically, he bursts into tears.
Product details
- Publisher : Penguin Books (May 12, 2020)
- Language : English
- Paperback : 320 pages
- ISBN-10 : 0525557679
- ISBN-13 : 978-0525557678
- Item Weight : 8 ounces
- Dimensions : 5.1 x 0.72 x 7.96 inches
- Best Sellers Rank: #10,460 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
- #647 in Women's Domestic Life Fiction
- #959 in Psychological Thrillers (Books)
- #1,723 in Suspense Thrillers
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About the author
Shari Lapena is the internationally bestselling author of the thrillers The Couple Next Door, A Stranger in the House, An Unwanted Guest, Someone We Know, The End of Her, Not a Happy Family and Everyone Here is Lying which have all been Sunday Times and New York Times bestsellers. Her books have been sold in forty territories around the world. She lives in Toronto.
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The book is about a murder in the neighborhood. The author takes us through several different people and perspectives. I was sure I knew who it was but it wasn’t who I thought. I did figure it out before the end but it was still a great read.
I think and hope there may be a follow up to tie up some loose ends. Really suspenseful read that I highly recommend. You will find it hard to put this book down!
It's a neighborhood full of ignorant people - who, without fail, lie to the police for no good reason. The killer, of course has a reason to lie, but why does everyone else lie, even the most innocent of them? This killer doesn't need to lie because he's never interviewed.
Like so many poorly executed books, the killer is the least developed character. The least likely character. How many writers use this tired, completely worn out theme? It's old and annoying, stop it!
And then, as though the writer is having some fun with you - if you do manage to make it to the end - she intentionally leaves you in the dark about a few important "loose ends". Just tell me the end - the whole end - I don't read these books so I can finish writing the book for you Ms. Lapena - just tell me!
The best part of this book, by far was, unfortunately, the synopsis on the back.
<b>SUMMARY</b>
Young, beautiful Amanda Pierce has disappeared. Her husband, Robert, reported her missing when she didn't return home after a weekend shopping trip with her BFF. But... the police and most of the neighbors were not particularly worried. It turns out she lied, she had never planned to go on this shopping trip, leaving everyone to assume she left her husband and marriage on her own free will. In fact, the police outrightly told Robert that they would not actively search for her.
But, when her car is found submerged in a lake with her body in the trunk, the police suddenly become very interested. Obviously, Robert is a <i>person of interest</i>. But the plot thickens when the police start to dig a little deeper into her personal life and realize there is at least one man besides Robert with whom she is involved.
The majority of the book is set in Amanda and Robert's neighborhood and told in 3rd person from the point of view of Richard and various neighbors. Although the neighborhood seems quite and very pleasant; there is a LOT going on below the surface... a hacker breaking into homes, cheating spouses, drunken teenagers and very nosey neighbors. Could the murderer be one of the people in this close knit neighborhood? It's so darn fun figuring all that out!
<b>WHAT I LOVED</b>
From the first page of the book, it became clear that almost all the characters have their own secrets, secrets they would do almost anything to protect. It was so intriguing.
Each character seemed like a potential suspect at various points throughout the story. I'd like to say I figured out the ending pretty early on but <b>NOPE!</b> I never actually figured it out until it was explained in detail at the end the book.
There was so much going on in this neighborhood. I loved it. It was a little <i>Desperate Housewives -ish</i>.
This story explores the concept of how far a person will go to protect someone they love and how little people may actually know about the people they feel closest to. How far would a parent go to protect their child, how far husbands or wifes would go to protect each other and how far a person is willing to push their moral limits to protect that person.
Throughout the book, there were several big <i>reveals</i> centering around people's involvement with Amanda and Richard Pierce. It made me wonder how many of those things would have happened if Amanda and Richard had moved to a different neighborhood. In other words, would the cheater / cheaters eventually have cheated on their spouse if the Pierces had not moved into the neighborhood. Did they always have it within them or was that behavior brought out due to circumstances. Deep thoughts...
<b>WHAT I DIDN'T LOVE</b
I loved many things about this book, but if I'm being critical, which I usually am, some parts were a little <i>much</i>. For example, I prefer to believe that cheating, lying and murder are not as wide spread in real life as they are in this book.
<b>OVERALL</b>
This was a fun book to read. The suspense was the best part.
Top reviews from other countries
This novel is fast-paced (as they all are)...she grabs you right from the first chapter and takes you on one spectacular thriller ride... Fabulous TWISTS......I never guess how her books end!
Needless to say, I have her whole collection..such a favourite author of mine...keep these gems coming Shari!
Mexe com a nossa imaginação de quem será.
Shari Lapena tem um jeito próprio de suspense, eu recomendo