Death Chase: A Disturbing Psychological Thriller about Friendship and Betrayal (en Inglés)
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Fans of Riley Sager and Ruth Ware will love this dark and disturbing psychological thriller DAMAGED FRIENDSHIPS When Mira was drinking, she did some terrible things to her best friends from college, Isabelle and Kimmy. Things that haunted her dreams and darkened her soul. Miraculously, they forgave her. STRANGE HAPPENINGS One year after the intervention that saved her life, she reunites with them for a 50K wilderness race, where she hopes to begin the delicate process of making amends. But a stalker lurks in the shadows. As the race progresses, strange things happen that frighten them all. Even worse, the odd events seem calculated to expose the darkest moments from Mira's past and pull her back into her old, self-destructive ways. Will Mira, Isabelle, and Kimmy pull together to survive, or will their friendship-and their lives-end on the trail? Early praise for this dark and disturbing psychological thriller WARNING: This book will cause you to stay up all night and contemplate calling in sick just so you can finish it. Visually vivid and tension filled, this is a book you won't want to put down. I loved this book!! Everyone has that one friend who gets a little crazy... More on Goodreads Read an excerpt The coffee maker in our cabin is broken, so I run up to the lodge and make three perfect cups of drip. The decaf is for me. I haven't touched any sort of mind-altering substance-including caffeine, which is in practically everything-for the past 365 days. The Ethiopian Dark Roast is for Isabelle and Kimmy. "Smells strong. And expensive," says Martha, the gray-haired owner of the lodge, as she hands me a cardboard tray. Her hands are rough and gnarled with swollen joints. Mine are embarrassingly smooth and white, even after scrubbing endless toilets in rehab. "Yeah, but we'll need it today," I say, carefully placing the cups into their holders. I cannot screw this up. "Good luck, honey, and look out for yourself. Lots of people go into that forest. Not all of them come out." Martha waves without smiling as I make my way out the door. Isabelle and Kimmy are standing across the parking lot, next to our rented Jeep. Isabelle is the tall, bird-boned, awkward one. Long red ponytails hang beneath her brown knit cap. Kimmy is the sporty one, the slim-hipped blond in no-bullshit compression tights with a red stripe along the sides. Both are my best friends in the world, closer to me than any family. They know me to my dark, rotten core. A year ago today, they saw me at my worst. I treated them with unspeakable cruelty, and they didn't just forgive me, they saved my life...
