‘This is a learned, lucid, and finally heartbreaking account of urban obsession. It's David Fincher's film Zodiac crossed with accounts of Judge Crater's disappearance crossed with Ms Brottman's wild take on the unknowability of life and the necessity of staying obsessed. Ms Brottman is a groove - and so is her book’
James Ellroy

‘Idiosyncratic . . . poignant . . . When Brottman writes, she’s a virtuoso: poised and sure-footed, confident and graceful, witty and relaxed’
Baltimore Sun

‘Mesmerising. A haunting meditation on the opacity of facts‘
Claudia Rowe, author of The Spider and the Fly

‘Not just a thrilling whodunit, with new clues unfolding every chapter, it’s a beautifully written elegy about the mystery of death . . . This is one riveting, heartbreaking read’
Skip Hollandsworth, author of The Midnight Assassin

‘There is a beautiful circuit between Brottman’s sense that people are constantly casually forgetting her, and her compulsion to devote a book to a person who is in a state of being forgotten’
Alissa Bennet, author of Dead is Better

‘Gripping, immersive, and beautifully written, with an unsettling juxtaposition of criminality and mundanity. Brottman blends tragic and gruesome details with an intelligent and refined touch’
Henry Bond, author of Lacan at the Scene