In Alex Marwood's latest spine-tingling thriller, The Killer Next Door, she would make you gasping for air with many surprises. When Collette "Lisa" Dunne arrived at her new apartment complex to hide out from someone who was after her, and dealt with losing her mom, she didn't know what she was in for. Every one of her new neighbors had something to hide. It all started with the disappearance with one of their neighbors. There's Vesta Collins, who wanted to move out and had been stiffed for her rent. Gerald Bright was a quiet type who loved to play music, Cheryl "Cher" Farrell was an African-American teenage runaway, and Houssein, an Iraqi refugee who mourns the loss of his wife while seeking asylum. And there's Thomas Dunbar... If you think your landlord/landlady was the pits, try Roy Preece, who was a voyeur and a pervert. When there was a plumbing problem, their landlord accidentally fell and drowned in the slop. And that's when they covered up the murder. But that's not the worst of it... Someone in the midst had a sick collection in his apartment, one of their own, who kept his home closed. There was a surprise ending you would never see coming for miles...
This was leaving you gasping for air with every sick twist and turn. I did care for Collette, Cher, and the other tenant in this slum apartment building. Roy was a sick pervert I didn't care about, who got what he deserved. And Thomas Dunbar gave me the creeps with his surgical precisions on his "collection" of his trophies. I did feel bad for Lisa/Collette, who had to hide from the law and her mother was dying from a terrible disease. I loved how Vesta cared for her, how Cher befriended her, and Hossein, I don't know what he was thinking. This left me in a cold sweat to the very end.
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