Two years ago, Jane Norton crashed her car on a lonely road, killing her friend David and leaving her with amnesia. At first, everyone was sympathetic. Then they found Jane’s note: I wish we were dead together. From that day the town turned against her. But even now Jane is filled with questions: Why were they on that road? Why was she with David? Did she really want to die? Most of all, she must find out who has just written her an anonymous message: I know what really happened. I know what you don’t remember…
I’m going to be honest here: I probably didn’t pay much attention to the blurb when I requested Blame by Jeff Abbott. I started reading it thinking that the book would be about neighbors and secrets in a community, so when I discovered that it was about a 19-year-old suffering from memory loss, I was quite disappointed. Another one? It was not what I was expecting at all.
However, next thing I know, I put the book down and I had already read 30%. And I wanted more. I was complete addicted and I needed to know what was going on. I absolutely loved Jeff Abbott’s writing skills and the way he portrayed Jane’s search for the truth. Sure, I didn’t like Jane that much at first, but as soon as she got over that “girl on the train” state, I was completely on board. I wanted to join her and help her investigate. Sneak into private detective offices and steal secret files. Oh yes.
I usually struggle with the “middle” section, but this was one of those cases where I just couldn’t put the book down. The middle was my favorite part. So many characters, so many suspects. And everyone had a story to tell. The mystery was fascinating and it was clear that there was something sinister going on. The suspense was there the whole time and small details were introduced in every chapter: the missing note, the anonymous comments, the medical records…
As much as I loved the book, I can’t say I liked the ending. There were many storylines and clues that made for an excellent mystery, so when the big reveal came, I think I felt a bit underwhelmed. It didn’t exactly click. I had been expecting a different conclusion so that everything else made sense and I thought the author’s choice didn’t live up to the expectations.
Despite my reservations about the ending, when I later reflected on my impressions, I realized I had immensely enjoyed Blame so I had to give it a great review anyway. It was a gripping psychological thriller and the mystery was well-crafted and twisty, just the way I love them.
Netgalley, Grand Central Publishing, 2017