Run on Red

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Ava had been one of the few freshmen who attended the exclusive sorority party that night, at the end of Rush week. Her story had been firmly embedded in campus lore almost as soon as the news broke that she had gone missing. For weeks at the start of the semester, cops stalked sorority and frat houses to interview anyone who had attended the huge toga party. Gross.” I sat forward in my seat, studying the sloping hills looming in the distance. If I remembered right, we were about twenty minutes away from the reservoir once we turned onto this dirt road. The ending was fairly tight, was it a bit unrealistic - OF COURSE - but it wasn’t EXTRA. It was actually pretty satisfying but that’s just my opinion. Don’t take my word for it grab an advanced copy of NetGalley and give this one a go. 😉 More branches snapped in the distance and I froze. “It’s okay,” Laura whispered. “Come on. I’ll be fine if we go slow. Just hold my hand.” I reluctantly shuffled out from under her arm and grasped her hand tight under the blankets. I planted one foot onto the first boulder, then the second. Right behind me, Laura wrapped her fingers through the belt loops on my shorts. I gritted my teeth and fought to stay balanced—for the both of us.

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As their situation grows more perilous, the girls realize that the real terror has only just begun. But flight won’t save them from their pursuers. If they’re going to make it home alive, they’ll have to fight. Details About Run on Red It begins with a reluctant night out and turns into the most terrifying game of cat-and-mouse on a rural country road with no mobile phone service… and nowhere to hide.

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I’d seen plenty of photos of Tish’s boyfriend—briefly fiancé—on Facebook, but I’d only really met him a couple of times. Once across the room at a party, and once on the apartment couch in passing. We didn’t actually know each other. Not really. Laura grunted. “Tish will … realize something is wrong,” she murmured. “Let’s sleep while we wait.” The wind whispered through the nearby trees again, and the voices drifted out of earshot. I looked at Laura, who nodded toward the river. “Let’s go,” she mouthed.

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The Volvo flew forward only a few feet before Laura slammed on the brakes and screamed. I opened my eyes to see that she’d let go of the steering wheel again. I could still hear the soft rumble of the engine. It wasn’t stalled, but we weren’t moving. How do I turn on the Volvo’s hazards?” I barked, trying to find the little orange triangle on the console. I let out a choked laugh, pushing aside the memory of the howls I’d heard a few minutes earlier, and grabbed the keys Laura passed to me.

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Laura floored the gas. The Volvo made an abrupt lurch forward then stopped precariously close to the edge. I braced and held onto the phone, finger frozen over the Send Call button. Laura sighed. “She’s okay—I think? I’ve hardly seen her lately either. Ever since the breakup, she’s been weird.” Just how cold would it get? Cold enough to freeze? I thought of the camping trips I’d taken at Blue Lake with my parents when I was younger. Even with a sleeping bag, I’d shivered all night long, zipping the flap over my head and curling my knees to my chest.

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From the front seat, Laura coughed. Then, to my amazement, she laughed softly. “Can’t swear … in a prayer, Liv. Cancels … the whole thing.” The only things they’d ever found of Ava's were her purse and phone, tossed into the sagebrush at the edge of the reservoir. They’d trolled it too, with zero success. All anyone really knew was that Ava had been at that party one minute—and the next she hadn’t. Whatever the episode did or didn’t show, it would end with our blood on the side of the narrow highway. I played the scene out like a movie in my mind, seeing how it would all happen with perfect clarity.I shivered. Thinking about Ava Robles was not helping my state of mind. “How much longer until we get there?” I asked. A chorus of yips and howls started up again, close enough this time that I paused to look out the open passenger window for glowing eyes. It is an extraordinary piece of work, a perfect balancing act with terror on one side and love on the other. This exceptionally well-written novel is all about suspense, thrill, and drama, including the relationships between generations and what happens between long-standing friends. The characters are sensitively portrayed, as is their recovery, and the hopeful ending is realistic. Readers of domestic dramas will be enthralled. For those who love gritty, somewhat nasty mysteries with weird, and exotic settings in one of the world’s most famous cities, this thriller mystery will satisfy you. It is perfect for a long plane trip or a rainy weekend. Run on Red by Noelle West Ihli PDF/ePub Details

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I pictured the smiling, sun-kissed boy I’d seen on Tish’s Facebook profile, wearing a Band of Horses T-shirt. He was incredibly good-looking. In a haze, I turned to Laura, who was leaning against the driver’s side window. Her face was mostly obscured by a billow from the airbag. Her body was turned away from me, twisted at an awkward angle against the window. Two girls against two men - in a race against time with stakes higher than they could ever imagine - who will come out victorious?!They wouldn’t know about the men in masks. Nobody would know the full terror of those latex faces in our last moments. My vision swam with dots. The gravel under our tires crunched out a warning that we were crossing onto the narrow shoulder. When I whipped around, Red Mask was leaning into the passenger-side window again, grasping the inside door handle—which didn’t budge. God, I loved the Volvo. Who is it?” she asked, keeping her eyes glued to the road as we approached the next curve. “They’re going to get plastered if they stay in the left lane and someone comes around that bend,” she added lightly, as if that might be a favorable outcome. The useless shoulder belt flopped around my chest. My lungs were on fire, and my vision swirled with indecipherable shapes of light and dark as the headlights bounced and cut out.