Imagine  you’re driving down a super dark, windy road, full of twists and turns.  There are dips and bumps, and it’s raining.  The trees feel like they’re closing in on you, but you see headlights up ahead!  Almost too late, you realize the car is stopped, and you have to swerve around them.  Is the person stranded?  Do you stop and help them?  You don’t want to get out in the rain…

This is the premise of The Breakdown.  The main character – Cass – is on her way home from happy hour with her coworkers and she takes a shortcut.  The scene up above happens.  She stops, but she doesn’t get out of the car.  The woman in the stopped car doesn’t get out.  Cass figured if she needed help the woman would’ve gotten out of her car and come up to Cass’ car.  She goes home and goes to bed.  The next morning she finds out that the woman was brutally murdered.  Cass is wracked with guilt.  She wavers between feeling like if she stopped and offered help she could’ve saved the woman, and feeling like the murderer might’ve been in the car and could’ve murdered her too.

Cass starts to forget stuff, and starts getting silent phone calls.  She believes that the murderer knows who she is, and is trying to terrorize her.  She also believes that she’s getting early onset dementia, because her mother died of the same disease at a young age.  Somethings amiss though…

I loved this book.  I read it in two days.  To say much else would give away too much, so just read it!!!