PRAISE FOR
Layover
David Bell takes what could have been a fleeting moment between strangers to tell a whirlwind story about secrets, regrets, and sacrifice. Layover is a deliciously infectious thriller.
Alafair Burke, New York Times bestselling author of The Wife
I flew through this twisty, riveting psychological thriller at breakneck speed, hooked from the first page right up through the books breathless conclusion.
Cristina Alger, national bestselling author of The Bankers Wife
In the hands of a master of suspense like Bell, a chance flirtation at an airport leads to a fast-paced novel filled with turbulence. Make sure your seat belt is fastened and enjoy! Bell is at his best.
Kaira Rouda, USA Today bestselling author of Best Day Ever
David Bell once again plunges the Everyman (or -woman) into situations both ordinary and extraordinary. Subtle, insightful, and very human, Layover brings to mind the best of James M. Cain.
Christina Dalcher, national bestselling author of Vox
An ingenious setup.... Smart and highly addictive, this one should come with a warning: Dont start until youre prepared to read straight through.
Kimberly Belle, national bestselling author of The Marriage Lie
A killer premise kicks off David Bells twisty, breakneck thriller and has you tearing through the pages to a shattering finale.
Louise Candlish, international bestselling author of Our House
A terrifically tense thriller with a femme fatale who will keep you guessing until the very end. The perfect airplane read!
Riley Sager, New York Times bestselling author of The Last Time I Lied
PRAISE FOR
Somebodys Daughter
A tautly told, heart-pounding read... a page-turning whodunit where every characters a suspect and no one can be trusted.
Mary Kubica, New York Times bestselling author of Every Last Lie
A compulsive, twisty, race-against-the-clock thriller... also a sensitive meditation on what connects us to each otherand what well do to hold on when life tears us apart. Dont miss this smart and unrelenting page-turner!
Lisa Unger, New York Times bestselling author of The Red Hunter
Bell escorts readers on a ride-along through twelve adrenaline-charged hours as his characters track multiple leads in the search for a missing child... [a] heart-poundingly addictive thriller until the final page.
Library Journal (starred review)
[A] riveting thriller.... Bell turns an ordinary life into a tense roller-coaster ride filled with unexpected twists and turns.
Publishers Weekly
Bell puts a new twist on the missing-child theme in this fast-paced narrative that spans just twelve hours.
Booklist
A stunner, full of twists and turns and duplicitous motivations. Bells solid storytelling is as sharp and scary as ever. Fans of Harlan Coben will love this one.
J.T. Ellison, New York Times bestselling author of Lie to Me
Hooks you from the start and draws you into a tale of secrets, lies, and lives haunted by the past. A suspensefuland poignantthriller.
Meg Gardiner, Edgar Awardwinning author of Into the Black Nowhere
Both plausible and pulsating, a psychological thriller that hits perilously close to home.
Craig Johnson, New York Times bestselling author of the Walt Longmire Mysteries
Razor-sharp prose and a satisfyingly twisty plot... an intense, emotional thrill ride readers wont want to miss!
Karen Dionne, international bestselling author of The Marsh Kings Daughter
Compulsively readable, with surprises that gripped me from start to finish. With nerve-shattering suspense, this well-crafted tale builds to an unexpected, chilling ending.
Heather Gudenkauf, New York Times bestselling author of Not a Sound
Stunningly effective... a noirish tale culled from the suburban nightmare world of Lisa Gardner and Harlan Coben.
TheProvidence Journal
ALSO BY DAVID BELL
CEMETERY GIRL
THE HIDING PLACE
NEVER COME BACK
THE FORGOTTEN GIRL
SOMEBODY I USED TO KNOW
SINCE SHE WENT AWAY
BRING HER HOME
SOMEBODYS DAUGHTER
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The Library of Congress has cataloged the hardcover edition as follows:
Names: Bell, David, 1969 November 17 author.
Title: Layover / David Bell.
Description: New York : Berkley, 2019.
Identifiers: LCCN 2018053560| ISBN 9780440000860 (hardback) | ISBN 9780440000884 (ebook)
Subjects: | BISAC: FICTION / Suspense. | FICTION / Contemporary Women. | GSAFD: Suspense fiction.
Classification: LCC PS3602.E64544 L39 2019 | DDC 813/.6--dc23
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First Edition: July 2019
Cover art: woman by Raul Belinchon/Gallery Stock; airplane by Genja/Shutterstock Images; airway by Martin Hospach/Getty Images
Cover design by Emily Osborne
Title page art: woman leaving airport by Rob Wilson/Shutterstock Images
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
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In memory of Mary Ellen Miller
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Contents
Prologue
The nurse opened the curtain around my bed and said there was somebody who wanted to see me.
I tried to read the look on her face. She cut her eyes away from mine, busying herself with the chart that hung on the wall and then asking me to lean forward so she could examine the back of my head. She wore a colorful smock decorated with Disney characters, and when she came close I caught a whiff of cigarette smoke clinging to her clothes. It almost made me gag.
Everything looks good, she said, her voice flat. Her shoes squeaked against the floor. Hows the pain?
Throbbing mostly, I said.
Thats not surprising, she said. You have a mild concussion. Youre lucky it wasnt worse. Most people who get hit the way you were end up with staples in their scalp.
Who wants to see me? I asked. Each word required effort, like I was pushing it out of my mouth.
I pieced together the previous few hours from the fragments of my concussed memory. The amusement park. My face in the rich, damp earth. A cop standing over me, shining a light in my eyes, snapping his fingers as if I were a fighter down for the count. And then the ambulance ride to the hospital, winding through the county roads, nausea rising with each turn and bump.