
Overall, He Started It is a twisty thriller centered around family ties, secrets, and regret, with a backdrop of some of America’s strangest roadside attractions. But after a bit, it became easier to follow and I was so along for the ride! One thing I didn’t love as much: at times, it was a little hard to keep track of where they were with the timelines switching between past and present. You might have to suspend your disbelief a bit with this one, but it’s worth it. Between that, numerous secrets coming to light, and the mysterious truck that was following them, there was never a dull moment. I loved how different each of the siblings were, and the family dynamic between them versus the drama they had with each others’ spouses. The twists were abundant (and I did not see most of them coming)! This was an entertaining thriller, filled with deliciously unlikeable characters, cheap motels, and strange roadside attractions. Order on Amazon | Support local bookstores He Started It by Samantha Downing: My Thoughts See my full disclosure policy here. Thanks for your support! If a purchase is made through an affiliate link, I may receive a commission at no cost to you. As an Amazon Associate, I earn from qualifying purchases. **Please note, some links on this page are affiliate links. * I received a free e-ARC of this book from Netgalley & the publisher (Berkley) in exchange for an honest review. But there’s something off about the trip, and buried secrets won’t stay hidden forever. So they set off, spouses in tow, for a cross-country drive. But the death of their grandfather brings them back together: in his will, he added a requirement that they re-live a road trip they took with him when they were kids, or they won’t get their (substantial) inheritance. And the promise of dark family secrets was the cherry on top!Ī quick synopsis: Siblings Beth, Portia, and Eddie Morgan have been estranged for years. I’m a sucker for a road trip novel, so I was thrilled to get my hands on a copy of He Started It by Samantha Downing.
