There was huge anticipation with Paula Hawkins’ second book, after the phenomenal success of The Girl on the Train, and Into the Water is very different in treatment. The only similarity to the first is that they share themes on the unreliability of memory. Into the Water is a slower, more gentle read, with far less suspense. A woman is discovered drowned in a river in a village where hers is the second drowning in that exact location. Initially the wide cast of characters introduced is difficult to keep track of, and each one is very easy to dislike. But they all have secrets, and somehow these secrets are linked, to each other and to the dead woman. Rather than suspense created by plot and a protagonist’s growing awareness, in this story it is created by tantalising suggestion and set against a backdrop of the secrets and lies of a small village. Curiosity about the nature of the links is what gripped me. In short, very different, but very enjoyable too.