Elizabeth Day has done it again!

Told from different perspectives, Day creates a perfect, compelling story based in the upper classes of (the now middle-aged) friends, Martin and Ben who seem to have a secret from their days at boarding school and Cambridge.

Day provides an insight into the spoilt brat, aristocratic society they are each embroiled in, with critics comparing it to The Riot Club – one of my favourite films – which I would not disagree with.

I liked her switch between present day (arrogant) Martin as he is interrogated by the police for a crime as a result of a party we do not yet know about, but it is clear there is some history between him and Ben.
Why is he being interviewed? Is he a suspect? Is he guilty?

Whilst I had my suspicions, Day kept me guessing until the final moments of why the pair are forever entwined.
Her mixture of third person and tellings from Martin’s wife’s perspective, Lucy, also opens up to the psychological suspense of the men’s history. The story continues to go beyond this as wives and old foes are involved, along with the latest Prime Minister (don’t worry, not actual real life ones – how tragic would that be!).

Wealth. Entitlement. Homosexuality. Forbidden acts. Guilt. Secrets. Betrayal.

I could decipher each character almost perfectly, where I just know an adaptation of this would make great viewing. Martin is an awkward, boring, skinny, reserved, yet besotted man with simple things in life, whilst Ben is the complete antithesis surrounded by equal d*ckheads like his mate Jarvis. His wife Lucy provides a different insight into the life she has joined, along with her equally awkward demeanour.

There is so much I want to say without giving the story away! I loved this and have added it to my limited shelf of books I’d read again.

Who knew a party could be so ‘un-fun’, for the characters at least…

Rating – 5/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Genre – psychological fiction, thriller, mystery, suspense

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