Nora Roberts is like the Mob.... I keep trying to get out, and she keeps pulling me back in. I saw this book on the new book shelf in the library and I just couldn't resist it. I'm glad I didn't. It's the story of Elizabeth Fitch, a super-intelligent and highly-controlled 16-year-old who, in a fit of rebellion, makes a couple of fake IDs and sneaks with her friend Julie into the coolest nightclub in Chicago. When she and Julie hook up with the club's very sexy Russian owners and head back to their Lake Shore Drive mansion, things go south in a hurry.
Fast-forward 12 years, and Elizabeth, now living as Abigail Lowery in a tiny town in Arkansas, just wants to live her quiet life with her dog, her security cameras, and her arsenal. But the town's Sheriff Brooks Gleason has something to say about that. How can you not like a character named Brooks? Although that is one of those oops moments you sometimes get from an author: first his mother came to Arkansas from Pennsylvania, but next she's a rabid Orioles fan who names her son for Brooks Robinson? I guess we'll give Nora the benefit of the doubt and say Mom came from Southern PA, the part that's right over the line on Route 95.
Other than that it's a great read, I got through it in just a couple of days. Great suspense, great characters, great story. I think this might be my favorite Nora Roberts stand-alone novel.
The Witness
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