Review: The Other Girl by @EricaSpindler ‏@StMartinsPress


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Officer Miranda Rader of the Harmony, Louisiana PD is known for her honesty, integrity, and steady hand in a crisis—but that wasn’t always so. Miranda comes from the town of Jasper, a place about the size of a good spit on a hot day, and her side of the tracks was the wrong one. She’s worked hard to earn the respect of her coworkers and the community. When Miranda and her partner are called to investigate the murder of one of the town’s most beloved college professors, they’re unprepared for the brutality of the scene. This murder is unlike any they’ve ever investigated, and just when Miranda thinks she’s seen the worst of it, she finds a piece of evidence that chills her to the core: a faded newspaper clipping about that terrible night fifteen years ago. The night she’d buried, along with her past and the girl she’d been back then. Until now that grave had stayed sealed…except for those times, in the deepest part of the night, when the nightmares came: of a crime no one believed happened and the screams of the girl they believed didn’t exist. Then another man turns up dead, this one a retired cop. Not just any cop—the one who took her statement that night. Two murders, two very different men, two killings that on the surface had nothing in common—except Miranda.

I was sold the moment I read the blurb. It just seemed like my type of story: secrets in every page, a mysterious murder connected to the main character’s past… And a kick-ass female detective! I wasn’t wrong: The Other Girl was so much fun and enjoyable. I actually finished it all in a sitting, as it was one of those compulsive novels we all love to read.

The best thing about this book was that the plot was super engaging and addictive. I was so intrigued by what had exactly happened years ago that the pages seemed to fly by. I started the book and next thing I know I’m already at 50%. Talk about gripping stories! The present case was interesting as well because Miranda began to feel someone was planting evidence against her and then all her colleagues started to suspect her, including Jake, who was her partner and friend (and possibly something more).

There were some flasback scenes, but not too many, so if you aren’t a fan of those, I don’t think it’ll bother you that much. As for me, I really like stories about women who have escaped from an abductor,  and this time,  I especially enjoyed the psychology aspect of it all, the way no one believed Randi and thought she was just a no-good teenager from the wrong side of the tracks. Miranda was really affected by that night and wanted to prove herself worthy of trust and respect and I admired her for that.

Still, I don’t know about you, but I found the “who” to be so incredibly easy to guess that I couldn’t believe the story was actually going that way. In addition, the main character was supposed to be super smart but it took her like 70% of the book to realize something that I believe we all knew from the moment we discovered what this story was about. However, don’t let that prevent you from reading The Other Girl, because when it comes to the plot, I asolutely loved the way things turned out to be and the final explanation as to what had happened that summer night many years ago.

Looking forward to reading the next one by Erica Spindler!

Netgalley, St Martin’s Press, 2017


28 thoughts on “Review: The Other Girl by @EricaSpindler ‏@StMartinsPress

  1. Stephanie says:

    Great review, Annie! I really enjoyed this one too even though like you said it was easy to figure out the “who”! It was still such an enthralling read!! Love Erica Spindler’s books ❤📚


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