If you like Gone Girl, you'd love this book. There are plenty similarities in the twists and turns of both stories; this might be the recent trend in modern crime fiction. I still prefer the classic style of crime fiction, though. Years ago Patricia Cornwell got me hooked into her Scarpetta series, and Sue Grafton still entertains me with Kinsey Millhone. These two don't use a lot of twists and turns, they are not trying too hard and yet we the readers get all the goosebumps throughout the plots.
I admit that I couldn't put this book down. The author is smart in breaking down the chapters to short, fast-moving morning, afternoon, and evening sections, alternating from one main character to another. I really give it to her in describing the wrecked Rachel Watson. Heartbroken, humiliated, jobless, and alcoholic - she's just a hopeless case and is somehow irritating just because she cannot control herself. I had this strong desire to just shout at her whenever she's drowned in alcohol and never-ending self-induced sadness.
I like the idea of train passengers observing the life along the train tracks. Don't we all do that? Well, I don't see anything interesting in Singapore but when I was in Melbourne, I enjoyed looking at the activities inside the houses along the train tracks.
PS: I can 'hear' strong British accent throughout this book.
