Losing a child is tragic. Trying to learn to live after is
a monumental task. For Zan Moreland, her every day consisted
of trying to maintain her sanity by working hard
establishing her interior design business but thoughts of
Matthew were ever present. Is he still alive and if so is
he okay? The circumstances of his disappearance were played
up in the media two years ago and revisited each year on
his birthday. This year was no exception except it would
seem some new information has been discovered which would
definitely put a new wrinkle in this case. Zan has
maintained all along that the only person who hated her
enough to wish her this much harm was her ex-employer
Bartley Longe. Their work relationship had deteriorated to
the point that when she left his hatred was palatable. But
no one would act on her accusations for lack of any proof,
either tangible or circumstantial. This new info -- a random
photo taken by a vacationer shows quite clearly Matthew
being lifted from his stroller while his babysitter slept
on the park grass by none other than his own mother, Zan. A
picture is worth a thousand words, or is it?
Zan can prove she was with a client when she received the
call that would forever change her life and she raced to the
park. Zan had a small circle of supportive people and, as
time went on, her salvation was her work which gave her the
necessary resources to continue her search for Matthew. But
now Zan quickly realized that this support group was
diminishing as her role in the kidnapping was under
scrutiny as well as her sanity. After all, no sane woman
would kidnap her own child -- hide him for years while
publicly mourning his absence. As her friends one by one
started to question her sanity, Zan had no one left to
listen and believe in her theories that an impostor had
taken Matthew and possibly still had him and now has
stepped up their mission to destroy her. Her bank accounts
were cleared out, credit cards maxed, and business dealings
tampered with. Zan still thought only Bartley Longe that
contemptible. She needed help to make the pieces fit but
her story was falling on deaf ears. Couldn't anyone see just
how diabolical this scheme was? The picture was pivotal.
Several people were beginning to question how neatly the
pieces seemed to fit. The problem was getting them to
acknowledge
their doubts. As the danger intensified time was of the
essence. Would time run out for Zan and Matthew?
Hang on to your hats for this latest page turner by Higgins
Clark. With all we now know about identity theft, the story
is very plausible. The culprit is usually a stranger but in
this story it is very personal which makes it all the more
scary.
THE QUEEN OF SUSPENSE IS BACK! Mary Higgins Clark’s new
novel—the thirtieth and most spine-chilling of her long
career as America’s most beloved author of suspense fiction—
is about the newest and most up-to-date of crimes: identity
theft.
Who has not read about—or experienced—with a sinking feeling
the fear that someone else out there may be using your
credit cards, accessing your bank account, even stealing
your identity.
In I ll Walk Alone, Alexandra “Zan” Moreland, a gifted,
beautiful interior designer on the threshold of a successful
Manhattan career, is terrified to discover that somebody is
not only using her credit cards and manipulating her
financial accounts to bankrupt her and destroy her
reputation, but may also be impersonating her in a scheme
that may involve the much more brutal crimes of kidnapping
and murder. Zan is already haunted by the disappearance of
her own son, Matthew, kidnapped in broad daylight two years
ago in Central Park—a tragedy that has left her torn between
hope and despair.
Now, on what would be Matthew’s fifth birthday, photos
surface that seem to show Zan kidnapping her own child,
followed by a chain of events that suggests somebody—but
who? Zan asks herself desperately, and why?—has stolen her
identity.
Hounded by the press, under investigation by the police,
attacked by both her angry ex-husband and a vindictive
business rival, Zan, wracked by fear and pain and sustained
only by her belief, which nobody else shares, that Matthew
is still alive, sets out to discover who is behind this
cruel hoax.
What she does not realize is that with every step she takes
toward the truth, she is putting herself— and those she
loves most—in mortal danger from the person who has
ingeniously plotted out her destruction.
Even Zan’s supporters, who include Alvirah Meehan, the
lottery winner and amateur detective, and Father Aiden
O’Brien, who thinks that Zan may have confessed to him a
secret he cannot reveal, believe she may have kidnapped
little Matthew. Zan herself begins to doubt her own sanity,
until, in the kind of fast-paced explosive ending that is
Mary Higgins Clark’s trademark, the pieces of the puzzle
fall into place with an unexpected and shocking revelation.
Deeply satisfying, I’ll Walk Alone is Mary Higgins Clark at
the top of her form.