A novice Los Angeles investigator searches for a missing woman.
Bailey Meadows is not her real name. But the false identity and backstory created by her mentor, Avery Turner, win her an invitation to live as writer-in-residence at the palatial Topanga Canyon estate of Jack Beckham—the son of famously unpleasant and successful author J.D. Beckham—while she helps him write a thriller. Shortly before, Avery’s partner, Sam Morris, who’d recently suffered some weird fugue episodes, vanished in Topanga Canyon while searching for a missing woman on behalf of their nonprofit organization, The Way Home, and Avery will spare no effort to find her—including getting Bailey inserted into the Beckham home. Jack, meanwhile, is upfront about using Bailey’s perspective as a Black woman to give his book a slant no white man could achieve. The lack of steady Wi-Fi becomes a problem as Bailey strains to do her research for the book and keep Avery informed about her search for Sam. The security guard who helped her find Jack’s estate seems to be watching her, an old woman sneaks in from the woods, and there’s constant danger from wildfires. All this feeds Bailey’s paranoia about a job she feels ill-equipped to handle. So does the time Jack spends familiarizing her with the area where a serial killer’s lurked for many years and revealing that both his mother and wife disappeared without a trace. As evidence piles up about missing women, Bailey continues to doubt herself, and when a wildfire approaches, she fears that she’ll die before she can find the truth.
Nothing is what it seems in this tour de force.