The Paris Apartment
Lucy Foley is back at Book of the Month.
Lucy Foley is back at Book of the Month.
Sometimes you visit the City of Lights and the vibe is just off ... you know what I mean? Looking at you, neighbors.
Jess needs a fresh start. She’s broke and alone, and she’s just left her job under less than ideal circumstances. Her half-brother Ben didn’t sound thrilled when she asked if she could crash with him for a bit, but he didn’t say no, and surely everything will look better from Paris. Only when she shows up—to find a very nice apartment, could Ben really have afforded this?—he’s not there.
The longer Ben stays missing, the more Jess starts to dig into her brother’s situation, and the more questions she has. Ben’s neighbors are an eclectic bunch, and not particularly friendly. Jess may have come to Paris to escape her past, but it’s starting to look like it’s Ben’s future that’s in question.
The socialite – The nice guy – The alcoholic – The girl on the verge – The concierge
Everyone’s a neighbor. Everyone’s a suspect. And everyone knows something they’re not telling.
His fingers hover over the keyboard. Got to get it all down. This: this is the story that’s going to make his name. Ben lights another cigarette, a Gitane. Bit of a cliché to smoke them here but he does actually like the taste. And fine, yeah, likes the way he looks smoking them too.
He’s sitting in front of the apartment’s long windows, which look onto the central courtyard. Everything out there is steeped in darkness, save for the weak greenish glow thrown by a single lamp. It’s a beautiful building, but there’s something rotten at its heart. Now he’s discovered it he can smell the stench of it everywhere.
He should be clearing out of here soon. He’s outstayed his welcome in this place. Jess could hardly have chosen a worse time to decide to come and stay. She barely gave him any notice. And she didn’t give much detail on the phone but clearly something’s up; something wrong with whatever crappy bar job she’s working now. His half sister has a knack for turning up when she’s not wanted. She’s like a homing beacon for trouble: it seems to follow her around. She’s never been good at just playing the game. Never understood how much easier it makes life if you just give people what they want, tell them what they want to hear. Admittedly, he did tell her to come and stay “whenever you like,” but he didn’t really mean it. Trust Jess to take him at his word.
When was the last time he saw her? Thinking about her always makes him feel guilty. Should he have been there for her more, looked out for her … ? She’s fragile, Jess. Or—not fragile exactly, but vulnerable in a way people probably don’t see at first. An “armadillo”: softness beneath that tough exterior.
Anyway, He should call her, give her some directions. When her phone rings out he leaves a voicenote: “Hey Jess, so it’s number twelve, Rue des Amants. Got that? Third floor.”
His eye’s drawn to a flash of movement in the courtyard beneath the windows. Someone’s passing through it quickly. Almost running. He can only make out a shadowy figure, can’t see who it is. But something about the speed seems odd. He’s hit with a little animal spike of adrenaline.
There’s something so wonderfully satisfying about settling in with a new book you know won’t disappoint—and Lucy Foley has established herself as that kind of trusted author. In The Paris Apartment, a deliciously creepy and clever whodunit told in alternating points of view, we’re treated to yet another atmospheric page-turner and writing that feels simply effortless, perfect for fans of Lisa Jewell and Ruth Ware.
As you might imagine, the eerie Paris apartment where this mystery unfolds is its own wonderfully drawn character, a swanky but unsettling old building with walls that seem to know something we don’t. The Paris Foley gives us in this novel isn’t one of charm and romance; it’s dark and menacing. Like the cast of distinctive characters led by down-and-out heroine Jess, determined to find out what’s happened to her journalist-brother Ben, who is nowhere to be found when she shows up to visit from London. As Jess meets Ben’s dysfunctional neighbors one by one, she begins to suspect that nobody in the apartment is as innocent as they want her to believe…
A treat to devour—especially those last revealing chapters!—The Paris Apartment is yet another entertaining and escapist mystery from the talented Lucy Foley.
Cedar Grove, WI
Loved this plot line, though seemingly slow at times, it kept me hooked to the end. Another great novel from Foley. Everything came together very nicely for a wonderfully surprise twist. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Oklahoma City, OK
I was screaming the whole time I was reading!!!! The start was a little bit slow for my taste, but once it got going, I had to lock my door. This book definitely gave me the spooks ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Beginning was a bit slow but wow did it pick up! Up there with “The Guest List!” Twists and turns with some I saw coming, and some I kicked myself for not seeing sooner. Really enjoyed this story! ❤️
Excellent book! Strong characters, intense story that kept me from putting down the book. The surprises gave me many “wow!” moments! Everyone needs to read this! I can’t wait for Lucy Foley’s next
Lucy Foley does it again! It’s twisty, fast-paced, and full of surprises right up to the end. The characters were likable (even if they weren’t necessarily “good”) and the mystery element was awesome!