Aidan holds the winning Powerball numbers.
Is today the best day of his life… or the worst?
Aidan Marlowe is the superstitious type—he’s been playing the same lottery numbers for fifteen years, never hitting the jackpot. Until now. On the day of his wife’s funeral.
Aidan struggles to cope with these two sudden extremes: instant wealth beyond his imagination, and the loss of the only woman he’s ever loved, the mother of his twin children. But the money gives him and his kids options they didn’t have before. They can leave everything behind. They can start a new life in a new town. So they do.
But a huge new house and all the money in the world can’t replace what they’ve lost, and it’s not long before Aidan realizes he’s merely trading old demons for new ones. Because someone is watching him and his family very closely. Someone who knows exactly who they are, where they’ve come from, and what they’re trying to hide. Someone who will stop at nothing to get what they want…
***Thanks to NetGalley and Poisoned Pen Press for an eARC of this book. The following review is my honest reflection on the text provided.
meh, nothing special:
That razor's edge of being just sane enough to realize you're not.
While most of this narrative was pretty predictable, there were a few excellent creepy parts which I very much enjoyed.
We open on Marlowe at his wife’s funeral, deeply grieving her untimely death. It’s pretty impressive to start in this sympathy-inducing place and still find him incredibly unlikeable. He’s cocky and so sure he can ‘read people’, particularly their ‘energy’, but the only untrustworthy person he should be concerned about is himself.
After a lot of buildup, the reveal felt anticlimactic; it could have been because the predictability spoiled the moment, or it’s possible that I was just over Marlowe and his delusional, self-destructive bullshit. But by the end, I was ready to be done reading The New Neighbor. With too many threads left ungathered, there was a lot of potential but not enough follow-through.