By Elizabeth Brundage
By the acclaimed novelist of All issues stop to Appear
“An severe, provocative thriller.”—Publishers Weekly (starred review)
Hedda Chase is a top-flight government manufacturer at Gladiator movies, fast-tracked within the company on the grounds that she graduated from Yale. An competitive businesswoman, she lately pulled the plug on a movie undertaking initiated by way of considered one of her predecessors. The screenwriter at the undertaking was once Hugh Waters, a wannabe with a dead-end marriage and an afternoon task at an assurance corporation. This script was once his price ticket out-until Hedda tampered together with his plans, claiming his violence used to be excessive, his premise no longer credible, and his finishing fantastic. Hugh makes a decision to end up another way via staging his script’s finishing and casting Hedda Chase because the sufferer. He flies to l. a. and unearths Hedda, kidnaps her, and locks her within the trunk of her classic BMW within the car parking zone at LAX. He leaves the keys within the ignition, the parking price ticket at the sprint, and we could “destiny” take its course.
This is the set-up for a troubling, shrewdpermanent, lethal examine girls and pictures of ladies, at media as a high-stakes online game and the marketing of a battle as theatre. Brundage’s la is an off-the-cuff battleground that trades carelessly in lives and goals. As continually, her characters are advanced, excellent, and extreme during this excessive speed, provocative novel.
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Tom nodded. Hugh had been in love only once. The girl had worked in the billing department. Once they’d ridden up on the elevator together. She’d been crying over something, her face turned away. Her lips were pale, chapped—it was winter—and her cheeks were rosy, burned by the wind. Around her neck was a scarf the color of cornflowers. If she were a painting, he had thought, her surface would be cracked and yet it was exactly the damaged nature of her features that intrigued him. ” She’d smiled, briefly, her eyes glassy, and nodded appreciatively, and then the elevator doors opened and she walked out.
When he came out he was holding something—an empty soap dish. His face was pale, and his hand trembled slightly. “May it please the court,” he said gravely, presenting the empty soap dish to an imaginary jury. “Apart from me, she has one single obsession: her skin. ” It wasn’t there because Hugh had thrown it into her bag, attempting to produce, in the minds of the police, the possibility that she had left on her own accord. “Look,” Hugh said, scrambling for some clarity. ” Saying his new friend’s name aloud made him feel important.
He didn’t like her at all. Still, he was curious. The room was very small, windowless. She put his ticket in a jar. He watched as she took off her clothes. He noticed a tiny snag in her stocking. He could hear her wheezing a little as she danced and he thought she must be a smoker. There were sounds all around, the kinds of sounds you hear at night, walking outdoors, sounds you cannot place. The woman, too, was like some kind of nocturnal creature, something you might catch in your headlights that gave you the willies.
A Stranger Like You by Elizabeth Brundage