Author: Lisa Lutz
Publisher: Simon & Schuster
Rating: 5 stars
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Blurb: In case you were wondering, I didn’t do it. I didn’t have anything to do with Frank’s death. I don’t have an alibi, so you’ll have to take my word for it…
Forty-eight hours after leaving her husband’s body at the base of the stairs, Tanya Dubois cashes in her credit cards, dyes her hair brown, demands a new name from a shadowy voice over the phone, and flees town. It’s not the first time.
She meets Blue, a female bartender who recognizes the hunted look in a fugitive’s eyes and offers her a place to stay. With dwindling choices, Tanya-now-Amelia accepts. An uneasy―and dangerous―alliance is born.
It’s almost impossible to live off the grid today, but Amelia-now-Debra and Blue have the courage, the ingenuity, and the desperation, to try. Hopscotching from city to city, Debra especially is chased by a very dark secret…can she outrun her past?
With heart-stopping escapes and devious deceptions, The Passenger is an amazing psychological thriller about defining yourself while you pursue your path to survival. One thing is certain: the ride will leave you breathless.
Review: Wow. Holy crap. I’m not really sure what I just read, but I couldn’t stop until I was through. Lisa Lusk’s writing is beautifully articulate and precise but what it’s saying is the kicker. For every savage event that’s spelled out so beautifully; for every gorgeous phrase that describes an ugly event; you quickly realize that what lies beneath the language is awful.
We begin with Tanya Dubois, who found her husband Frank dead at the bottom of the stairs. As is true for so many of the things that happen in this book, she didn’t do it. But she can’t stay and call 911 because she’s really not Tanya Dubois, née Pitts.
She’s not even thirty and she’s already been on the run for several years. Tanya’s been trapped on a roller coaster ride since her late teens and she.can’t.ever.get.off.
Through crazily contrived situations and flashbacks shown in emails between a mysterious Jo and Ryan, the author leads us on a wild chase with a cast of suspicious characters, the least of which is our heroine/narrator. Her eventual decline from standby to perpetrator is painted with such beautiful descriptive prose that it could be describing a ladies’ luncheon–which makes it all that more surreal. It’s like she’s watching herself doing these things, one step removed, and she just can’t stop. One bad deed catapults her into the next and the stakes become even higher and higher until the final, ultimate, catastrophic event.
This book kept me riveted. I kept thinking, okay, she’s still good. She’s still innocent. And then it kept on and on and on. Every conceivable bad thing that could happen… happened. And she still kept going. The switches and the hints cropped up just at the right times to add flavor and tension, and the end? Yikes. All I’m going to say. Yikes.
But for the ladies who like a HEA, yep, there was one. Perverted, maybe? Yes. But it was there.
I read the Spellman Files and enjoyed the quirky sense of humor and Ms. Lutz’s beautiful, cryptic writing style. She continues that in this oddly brilliant story of What If? she plays in this fantastical journey of how screwed up a life can be.