When Nat Jennings' husband and child were murdered in their sleepy Louisiana home three years ago, she was the prime suspect. After a suicide attempt put her in a coma for two years, she doesn't get a warm welcome when she returns home. Although never convicted, she's still presumed guilty by most townsfolk.

Also home is Nick Bastille, who's been doing time in prison after being framed by his former business partner. When he was in jail, his son drowned in a swamp while in the care of his often-drunk ex-wife. But Nat knows the drowning was no accident. She also knows that the same person who killed her family also killed Nick's little boy and is still on the loose. But how does she know these things if she's not the killer?

Castillo's descriptive prose sometimes slows down this taut thriller, but this story about murder and psychic phenomena is quite compelling. The inevitable romantic subplot between Nat and Nick eventually rears its head and provides some tingle, but this would have been an exciting read without it. (Feb., 336 pp., $6.99)
Reviewed by: 
Samantha J. Gust