Six friends.Rachel and Noah have been friends since they met at university. While they once thought that they might be something more, now, twenty years later, they are each happily married to other people, Jack and Paige respectively. Jack’s brother Will is getting married, to the dazzling, impulsive Ali, and the group of six travel to Portugal for their destination weekend.Three couples.As they arrive at a gorgeous villa perched on a cliff-edge, overlooking towering waves that crash on the famous surfing beaches below at Nazaré, they try to settle into a weekend of fun. While Rachel is looking forward to getting to know her future sister-in-law Ali better, Ali can’t help but rub many of the group up the wrong way: Rachel’s best friend Paige thinks Ali is attention-seeking and childish, and while Jack is trying to support his brother Will’s choice of wife, he is also finding plenty to disagree with Noah about.One fatal misunderstanding . . .But when Rachel discovers something about Ali that she can hardly believe, everything changes. As the wedding weekend unfolds, the secrets each of them hold begin to spill, and friendships and marriages threaten to unravel. Soon, jumping to conclusions becomes the difference between life and death.
The twist in this one was pretty pedestrian but it felt like all of those British thrillers lately -- predictable and kind of boring. I ended up listened to the audiobook because I couldn't get into the actual book and the narrator was fine. I wouldn't read this one again and I think a lot of other books will give you a greater twist and lots of anticipation but you may have better luck.
The policeman, with his slicked-back hair, stands at the bottom of my hospital bed, staring at me intently.
"So, can you confirm you knew the deceased?" he says, in heavily accented English.
I nod, but even that hurts.
His eyes narrow as he studies me. "Do you remember what lead up to this unfortunate incident? Were there any altercations between the guests? Was anything said?"
I almost laugh. Where would I start?
Should I be honest and say everybody was at each other's throats? That it was only a matter of time before something like this happened? That I wish it wasn't me who caused it?