Sloane Sullivan isn’t real. The deal is that she picks her first name and her protector/friend/brother/agent, Mark, picks the last name, until it’s time to run again. But she’s so close – so close to graduating high school and witness protection at the same time. All she has to do is blend in until the school year is over, just 9 weeks, and she’s free. No more running. No more practicing escape routes in the schools she attends… free. But there are two complications, one from her past and one from her present. Who can she trust? Or can she not trust at all?
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Whew! This book was as fast as the protagonist could escape. It took several unexpected turns, but in the midst of it all was just a girl, a girl who wanted to live a normal life. The wording is so skilled, you get sucked in and paranoid along with Sloan, who imagines danger in every place, with every person. I read this in a matter of hours, because I had to find out who she could actually trust, and figure out what actually was going on.
The other characters are endearing and hateful in non-typical high school ways, although it does not seem that way at first, and Cribbs has a way of tying in details from previous chapters you normally would not pay attention to, but then would have to go back and look at for your aha moment. It doesn’t give away much, so you uncover things the minute Sloan does.
The end was surprising and then surprising times two. I did not see it coming and neither will you. This book is highly recommended.
No one wants me to tell you about the disappearance of Sloane Sullivan.
Not the lawyers or the cops. Not her friends or family. Not even the boy who loved her more than anyone. And most certainly not the United States Marshals Service. You know, the people who run the witness protection program or, as it’s officially called, the Witness Security Program? Yeah, the WITSEC folks definitely don’t want me talking to you.
But I don’t care. I have to tell someone.
If I don’t, you’ll never know how completely wrong things can go. How a single decision can change everything. How, when it really comes down to it, you can’t trust anyone. Not even yourself. You have to understand, so it won’t happen to you next. Because you never know when the person sitting next to you isn’t who they claim to be”¦and because there are worse things than disappearing.