Stephanie knows that Jonathan knows more about why her son was so withdrawn before his death, and she is determined to find out the truth.

Imagine Stephanie's disorientation and confusion when she awoke in the hospital. "I can remember snatches of what happened...vague memories start to take shape...Clarity begins to emerge." There had been an explosion...emergency announcements...stay indoors. Stephanie started to recall her calculated visit to the Franklins' house under the guise of "not wanting to be alone". The house held secrets, feeding into her son's strange behavior. The Franklins knew things. First, let me thank NetGalley, the publisher Harper Collins - One More Chapter and of course the author, for providing me with a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. All opinions are my own. I didn't have a problem with the multiple narrators nor the nonlinear timeline - but, be warned, the timeline does jump all over the place. This was a psychological thriller which saw my attention going up and down like a child on a teeter totter. I liked it, I felt meh about it, I enjoyed it, I wasn't wowed. The characters in this book have questions, secrets and are dramatic. Stephanie goes looking for answers...The past – The events leading up to the day of the “boom" heard around the neighborhood, as well as the actual day of the explosion.

A fabulous thriller, cleverly written with lots of twists I never expected. Definitely a five star read.’ Now in the middle of the explosions, Stephanie rings the bell, taking her steps into lion’s den a.k. a. her neighbor’s house. She lost her son and she is determined to find out what her neighbors are hiding from her!Yoko also mention one odd thing that Hejima said about the number of pine trees being less. In the toilet, Kogoro prepares a coded message to ask for tissue paper and sends it to Conan, who along with Wakita see through the code immediately. From this coded message, Conan and Wakita also solve the case. I found it strangely addictive and hard to put down, squeezing in a few chapters whenever I had a quiet moment.