Plot twist: This high-profile wedding starts with a murder. You'll be left to guess whodunit alongside its guests.
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Torrey DeVitto is an activist and actress on Chicago Med.
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The Guest List is the perfect book to lose yourself in for a few hours—it’s a constant page turner! A thrilling web of mystery that reminded me of Agatha Christie, reading this book felt like playing a game of ‘Clue.’ You know that feeling … when new information blows your assumptions out of the water just as you’re about to shout, “it was Colonel Mustard in the library!”
When the story opens, we find ourselves on a creepy island off the coast of Ireland, in the throes of a wedding celebration. The bride and groom are gorgeous, charming, and mildly famous, and every last detail—from the floral arrangements to the menu to the guest list itself—is perfect. Or is it? Quickly, things spin out of hand. The groom’s best friends are rowdy. The bride’s family possesses secrets galore. And then, a body is found.
By the time I reached the thrilling final pages, I felt like I myself was a guest on that island—and I was dying to get off! If you’re looking for a book to take you on an exquisite ride, look no further. Just hunker down, put your phone on silent, pop a bottle of wine, and start The Guest List.
On an island off the coast of Ireland, guests gather to celebrate two people joining their lives together as one. The groom: handsome and charming, a rising television star. The bride: smart and ambitious, a magazine publisher. It’s a wedding for a magazine, or for a celebrity: the designer dress, the remote location, the luxe party favors, the boutique whiskey. The cell phone service may be spotty and the waves may be rough, but every detail has been expertly planned and will be expertly executed.
But perfection is for plans, and people are all too human. As the champagne is popped and the festivities begin, resentments and petty jealousies begin to mingle with the reminiscences and well wishes. The groomsmen begin the drinking game from their school days. The bridesmaid not-so-accidentally ruins her dress. The bride’s oldest (male) friend gives an uncomfortably caring toast.
And then someone turns up dead. Who didn’t wish the happy couple well? And perhaps more important, why?
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