As a child Darcy watched her mother’s murder. Now she has a life, avoiding notice and trying to escape her past. Then a blogger starts writing down things they could only know if they were her, and her cherished anonymity is jeopardised. As the mystery deepens, finding out who the blogger is becomes vital, particularly when her colleagues start encountering people who look exactly like her.

I found the book frustrating since Darcy does nothing to help herself. She actually makes it as bad as she can. When she starts lying to the police, to the extent of refusing to name her perfect legit and valid alibi, if it had been a paperback I would have thrown it at the wall. My sympathy for her just vanished. Seriously this woman is probably not capable of living on her own and might require help for a mental illness. (loc 2395). She is utterly passive, never seeking answers and expecting that if she hides at home all her problems will go away.

By halfway through I had a lot of questions but no answers.

Either she’s doing it to herself via split personality, or more likely she has a hacker. She hasn’t seriously taken any action at all over the misuse of her data and then freaks and assumes that because funds were withdrawn online under her name she must have done it, rather than realising that any hacker using her details will show up as her. And if the only video evidence is someone who looks like her, her bank account was emptied when she was on her way to New York and she has a total alibi, failing to tell the police this is ridiculous.

There’s a huge plothole, which I won’t go into.

Rating 3 The ending drops it to a 1.