Michaelides does an incredible job of lulling you into a false sense of security. He weaves back and forth in time before returning to the present in a way that makes you feel like you can see the throughline even if you’re woefully incorrect. And Theo is taking you on a wild goose chase of relatives and neighbours and friends, and it feels like you’re picking up a bunch of clues that weren’t meant to be dropped, and it’s all a freaking misdirect, and you’ve been wrong the whole time, and now it’s too late, because: there’s the twist.