![]() ![]() Something new she’d learned or practiced. Her walk had changed, her steps quiet, more deliberate. Everything happened on a brief delay, as if choreographed. Then she was crossing the room, coming in for a hug, inescapable. Maybe she’d wrung these last twenty-four hours of freedom for all they were worth. Maybe she’d tried somewhere else-anywhere else-before coming here. It was almost noon, and she looked like she hadn’t gone to sleep yet. “I missed you, too, Harper.” Deflecting, as always. But trying to account for Ruby’s time line was deeply ingrained, a habit that I’d found difficult to break. “Where’ve you been?” I asked as she set her shoes down. With the suit, it was easy to imagine she was on her way to work. There was luggage behind her in the hall-what I must’ve heard scraping against the beige walls-a brown leather duffel and a messenger-style briefcase that matched. It occurred to me she’d been out for twenty-four hours and hadn’t yet changed clothes. Makeup smudges under her eyes, a glow to her cheeks, ears slightly pink from the heat. ![]() And it was shorter since I’d last seen her in person-just to her shoulders. #A quiet place tv#Her dark blond hair was styled as it had been on TV but appeared flatter today. The second thing I noticed was that she seemed to be wearing the same clothes she’d had on yesterday during the news conference-black pants and white sleeveless blouse, without a jacket now, and with the top button undone. ![]() The first thing I noticed were the low-heeled shoes dangling from her hand, like she really had been trying to sneak up on me. Then I bent to pick up the knife, which bought me some more. “Oh my God,” I said, which bought me some time. My hand shaking as I brought it to my chest. It took three seconds for me to find the appropriate expression. As if we didn’t each fear someone sneaking into our home. As if we didn’t all have cause to be on edge. She was the one who said, “Surprise!” Who laughed as the knife fell from my grip, a glinting thing between us on the tiled floor, who delighted at my stunned expression. I spun from the kitchen counter, knife still in my hand, blade haphazardly pointed outward-Īnd there she was, in the entrance of my kitchen: Ruby Fletcher. A shuffling in the hallway, like something was sliding along the wall. I held my breath, held myself very still, listening closer. That made me pause at the counter, tighten my grip on the knife. It was the footsteps-the familiar pop of the floorboard just outside the kitchen-that registered first. I didn’t hear the slam of the car door, or the key in the lock, or the front door swinging open. We had no warning, no time to prepare ourselves. THERE WAS NO PARTY the day Ruby Fletcher came home. Pulsating with suspense and with Megan Miranda’s trademark shocking twists, Such a Quiet Place is Megan Miranda’s best novel yet-a “powerful, paranoid thriller” ( Booklist, starred review) that will keep you turning the pages late into the night. And when Harper begins receiving threatening notes, she realizes she has to uncover the truth before someone else becomes the killer’s next victim. It’s increasingly clear that not everyone told the truth about the night of the Truetts’ murders. Within days, suspicion spreads like a virus across Hollow’s Edge. What possible good could come of Ruby returning to the scene of the crime? And how can she possibly turn her away, when she knows Ruby has nowhere to go? Harper, five years older, has always treated Ruby like a wayward younger sister. With her conviction overturned, Ruby waltzes right back to Hollow’s Edge, and into the home she shared with Harper Nash. #A quiet place trial#The residents are trapped, unable to sell their homes, confronted daily by the empty Truett house, and suffocated by their trial testimonies that implicated one of their own. A year and a half later, Hollow’s Edge is simmering. But then came the murder of Brandon and Fiona Truett. A private and idyllic neighborhood where neighbors dropped in on neighbors, celebrated graduation and holiday parties together, and looked out for one another. Welcome to Hollow’s Edge, where you can find secrets, scandal, and a suspected killer-all on one street. From the New York Times bestselling author of The Last House Guest-a Reese Witherspoon Book Club selection-comes a riveting, “suspenseful” ( BookPage, starred review) novel about a mysterious murder in an idyllic and close-knit neighborhood. ![]()
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