Francis, who is now known as Frank, lost his brother when
he was a teenager. It is something that has haunted him
for over two decades. It all happened one
night at a dinner party hosted by his parents. Sam, one of
the neighbors' sons, is the only
one who witnessed the accident that night.
Twenty three years later, Frank has more immediate issues
with which to deal, including the implosion of his marriage,
his daughter, Amy, moving in with him, and his writing job
at his friend Cam's newspaper. Needing the support of his
hometown, Frank moves back and unfortunately discovers that
Sam, the young witness the night his brother died, is now
missing his own son. Worst of all, the first
suspect is Frank's father.
Despite his friend Cam telling Frank he needs to fill Amy in
on what happened to his brother, Frank does not want to get
involved. But, deep down he knows he needs to find his dad
before anyone else does...it's the only way to put the
ghosts of their past behind them.
Nic Joseph writes a riveting psychological thriller.
BOY, 9, MISSING jumps back and forth between the death of
Lucas and present day. There is no confusion of which time
period that you are in, which keeps the intensity high and
the reader wanting more. I loved Frank's internal struggle
when he believes his father was involved with Sam's son's
disappearance, but still wants to prove that maybe he wasn't
involved at all.
Not many families can go through what Frank and his
family went though. Since this is Nic Joseph's first
suspense novel, he did one heck of a job. He kept me
guessing the entire book. Joseph also shows how as much as
you feel that someone did it; sometimes it is not
what you think
In the tradition of Defending Jacob or Drowning Ruth, this
is a suspenseful debut that explores the ramifications of
revenge, justice, and the aftermath of a terrible night in
the lives of two families.
It should have been just a quiet evening with friends. But
Francis lost his brother that night in what was ruled a
tragic accident. He's tried to move on in the last
twenty-three years, even though his father certainly hasn't.
Indeed, his father still blames the lone witness, Sam, the
nine-year-old son of friends. Perhaps if Sam would have just
said something, anything, about what happened that night,
but Sam still seems unable-or unwilling-to utter a word
about the accident.
And now, twenty-three years later, Sam's own nine-year-old
son has disappeared.
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