PRAISE FOR
CEMETERY GIRL
Cemetery Girl is more than just an utterly compelling thrillerand it certainly is that. David Bells stellar novel is also a haunting meditation on the ties that bind parent to child, husband to wife, brother to brotherand what survives even under the most shattering possible circumstance. An absolutely riveting, absorbing read not to be missed.
Lisa Unger, New York Times bestselling author of Heartbroken
Cemetery Girl is my favorite kind of story because it takes the familiar and darkens it. This story is essentially about a missing little girl, but trust me: you have never read a missing-persons story like this one. The reader is taken down the rabbit hole in this novel, and when he comes out at the endjust beyond that mysterious and hopeful last pagehe is all the better for having been invited inside Bells disturbing, all-too-real world. A fast, mean head trip of a thriller that reads like a collaboration between Michael Connelly and the gothic fiction of Joyce Carol Oates, Cemetery Girl is one of those novels that you cannot shake after its over. A winner on every level.
Will Lavender, New York Times bestselling author of Obedience
Grabbed me by the throat on page one and never let up. An intense, unrelenting powerhouse of a book, and the work of a master.
John Lescroart, New York Times bestselling author of The Hunter
Cemetery Girl is a smasher. It twists and turns and never lets go, andit could happen just this way.
Jacquelyn Mitchard, New York Times bestselling author of The Deep End of the Ocean and Second Nature
A smart, tense, creepy take on the story of a missing daughter, told by her far-from-perfect father. If you think you know this talefrom all-too-familiar newspaper accounts, from lesser movies and booksthen this terrific novel will make you think otherwise.
Brock Clarke, author of Exley
[Bell] writes with a clarity of both vision and purpose, and his characters are eerily familiar because they are just like you and me.
Thomas F. Monteleone, Bram Stoker Awardwinning author of Night of Broken Souls
With the psychologically twisted Cemetery Girl, Bell stakes his claim as a writer to watch. Consider me a fan.
Jonathan Maberry, New York Times bestselling author of Assassins Code
Every parents worst nightmare carries the story on a tense and terrifying journey that brims with emotional authenticity. Bell manages not only to build suspense effectively but also tell a story that goes way beyond simple thrills. Anyone with children who reads this will think twice about security and what is best for young people on the road to adulthood.
Booklist
The story is engaging and tugs at the readers heartstrings immediatelyfast-paced and compelling.
Fiction Addict
Suspenseful [and] disquieting.
Publishers Weekly
A nail-biting page turner. David Bell has delivered a first-rate thriller that provides the reader with enough sketchy characters to engage and challenge even the most seasoned reader. Followers of the genre can celebrate the addition of another gifted storyteller.
LitStack
A gripping and intense novel, keeping the reader on their toes until the end. Spellbinding and filled with angst, this absorbing story proves to be a page-turner.
Reader to Reader Reviews
Smart, stark, and haunting. This is perfect reading for a spooky autumn night, but be forewarned you might have to later sleep with the light on.
Tucson Citizen
Disturbing, brilliantly engaging, and a must read for thriller fans.
Suspense Magazine
ALSO BY DAVID BELL
Cemetery Girl
THE
HIDING
PLACE
David Bell
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ALWAYS LEARNING
PEARSON
For Molly
THE
HIDING
PLACE
Prologue
What do you remember from that day, Janet?
Janet remembered the heat. The way it shimmered in waves in the distance, making the edges of the trees, the cars in the parking lot blurry and indistinct. Wherever she stepped, the grass crackled or the dirt puffed. The heat rose from the ground and scorched her feet through the soles of her cheap plastic shoes.
She was seven years old and in charge of her baby brother for the first time ever.
Janet watched Justin. She thought of him as a dumb four-year-old, a silly kid with a bowl of blond hair and a goofy smile. He sat with the other kids in the sandbox, scooping piles of sand into mounds with his hands, then smoothing them over. Back and forth like that. Sand up, sand down. Dumb and pointless. Something little kids would do. She watched him. Carefully.
But no, that wasnt right. That wasnt right at all
Justin wasnt silly. And he didnt smile all the time. He was a quiet kid. A loner. He sat in the sandbox alone that day. And he didnt smile much. Not much at all. No one in her family smiled much, not when she looked back on her childhoodor even her life now.