One thing struck me as I read this book and that is that one should not post too many personal details about one's life on Facebook, nor should you befriend a person you thought was dead and that you feel guilty about. Something that happened in high school is coming to a head 27 years later when something happens at a class reunion. Maybe that had been the problem all along; Maria Weston had wanted to be friends with me, but I let her down. As the characters show up throughout the book more details are given about them and their relationship to Louise. Then the flashing back to the high school days shows the reader just what had happened to Maria that night to make Louise live her life full of guilt.

We all found the social media aspect of this novel quite clever and it added a scary and spine tingly feeling for us as we read this story. These are messages that tell Louise that Maria knows a lot about Louise, her son Henry who is 4, and her business.

Outside the French doors, my tiny courtyard garden is wearing its bleak late-autumn clothes, paving stones slick with the earlier freezing rain. The only certainty is that Maria Weston disappeared that night, never to be heard from again - until now. Another sweltering month in Charlotte, another boatload of mysteries past and present for overworked, overstressed forensic anthropologist Temperance Brennan. All in all this was an excellent read where I both detested Louise, but also rooted for her based on her self imprisonment.

But the hints of other crimes Tempe’s identification uncovers, particularly crimes against children, spur her on to redouble her efforts despite the new M. I know it would freak me out and probably make me stay away from Facebook for days, but of course that wouldn’t make a fast paced psychological thriller though, would it? I might have written the end slightly differently, but that’s for each reader to decide when they get there. She's been hovering at the edge of my consciousness for all of my adult life, although I've been good at keeping her out, just as a blurred shadow in the corner of my eye, almost but not quite out of sight.Thanks to Netgalley and Little, Brown Book Group UK for giving me the opportunity to read this in exchange for an honest review. Fortunately, the book uses a larger font and leading, and it was really not as long a book as its 370 some pages would indicate. The creation of social media and its widespread uptake has, alongside the many positive aspects, brought with it an array of unintended consequences and has proved itself yet another method by which anxiety, fear and danger can impinge and destabilise our lives. She grew up in Wiltshire, studied English at the University of Sussex and currently lives in Kent with her family.

A week after the night she chases but fails to catch a mysterious trespasser outside her town house, some unknown party texts Tempe four images of a corpse that looks as if it’s been chewed by wild hogs, because it has been. Heavner isn’t exactly mollified when Tempe, aided by retired police detective Skinny Slidell and a host of experts, puts a name to the dead man. My only problem was the first half alternates between the past and the present almost chapter to chapter. Right after the acceptance, Louise receives a message from Sophie which seems to take Louise back to high school when she sought Sophie’s approval.Friend Request taps into the issue of school day bullying antics and highlights the fact that such antics are not always forgotten in adulthood – in fact, revenge can wait ever so patiently, for many years. Alternating between 1989 (the last time Louise saw Maria) and 2016, this book slowly fills you in on events from the past as adult Louise reconnects with former friends and digs into exactly what happened so many years ago. Combine this suggestion with Louise’s own paranoia and the escalating Facebook messages from Maria and Marshall has some excellent tension creating ingredients. Before he died, it seems, Felix Vodyanov was linked to a passenger ferry that sank in 1994, an even earlier U.