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Never Let You Go: A Novel Hardcover – March 14, 2017
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"Stevens's taut writing and chilling depiction of love twisted beyond recognition make this a compelling read." ―Publishers Weekly, Starred Review
"Disturbing, suspenseful, and just a little nerve-wracking." ―Library Journal
Eleven years ago, Lindsey Nash escaped into the night with her young daughter and left an abusive relationship. Her ex-husband, Andrew, was sent to jail and Lindsey started over with a new life.
Now, Lindsey is older and wiser, with her own business and a teenage daughter who needs her more than ever. When Andrew is finally released from prison, Lindsey believes she has cut all ties and left the past behind her. But she gets the sense that someone is watching her, tracking her every move. Her new boyfriend is threatened. Her home is invaded, and her daughter is shadowed. Lindsey is convinced it’s her ex-husband, even though he claims he’s a different person. But has he really changed? Is the one who wants her dead closer to home than she thought?
With Never Let You Go, Chevy Stevens delivers a chilling, twisting thriller that crackles with suspense as it explores the darkest heart of love and obsession.
- Print length416 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherSt. Martin's Press
- Publication dateMarch 14, 2017
- Dimensions6.44 x 1.39 x 9.61 inches
- ISBN-109781250034564
- ISBN-13978-1250034564
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Praise for Never Let You Go:
"A fast-paced thriller with a surprise twist." ―Kirkus Reviews
"The gripping, often terrifying story follows Lindsey as she endures the roller coaster that is survival and in the end finds an outcome that she never expected... Stevens’ portrayal is spot-on." ―Booklist
Praise for Chevy Stevens’ Novels:
"Gripping...unforgettable." ―Gillian Flynn
"Heart-pounding." ―Lisa Gardner
"Will have you spellbound." ―Karin Slaughter
“Engrossing, suspenseful.” –Library Journal
"Utterly absorbing." ―Kathy Reichs
“Chilling, compelling.” ―William Landay
“Tense…Action-packed.” –Kirkus Reviews
“Fast-paced and thought-provoking.” –Kimberly McCreight
“An emotional rollercoaster you’ll be sorry to get off of when you finish the last page.” –Jennifer McMahon
“Stevens skillfully builds suspense.” –Publishers Weekly
“Haunting and harrowing.” –Megan Abbott
“Taught and riveting.” –Hilary Davidson
“Deep and exciting.” –Lisa Unger
“Riveting.” –Alafair Burke
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Never Let You Go
By Chevy StevensSt. Martin's Press
Copyright © 2017 Chevy Stevens Holdings, Ltd.All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-250-03456-4
CHAPTER 1
Lindsey
November 2005
I didn't have long. He was waiting at the beach — and he'd be counting every minute. I splashed cold water on my face, let the rivulets run down my neck and onto my shirt. I stared into the mirror. Tried to remember how to arrange my lips so I didn't look so scared, softened the muscles around my eyes, rubbed at the smeared mascara. It didn't matter how many ways I told him I hadn't been flirting with that man, I might as well have been shouting into the ocean.
The concrete floor of the bathroom was covered with sand and bits of paper that stuck to my flip-flops. Beside me a little girl struggled with her tap. I reached over and turned it on for her, then moved to the side, avoiding the curious look from her mother as she exited a stall.
They walked out hand in hand, the little girl chatting about Santa — would he find them at the resort? Christmas was a month away. I thought of Sophie with a sharp ache in my chest. Each day she added something new to her list. I had one thing on my wish list, just one.
This vacation was supposed to be an early Christmas gift from Andrew, but that was an excuse. He knew he'd gone too far last time. I came up with reasons we couldn't go to Mexico, but he'd overridden every one and booked a room at the resort where we stayed on our honeymoon. Our suite was even bigger this time, the view panoramic. As though white sand and sparkling turquoise water could make up for everything.
I had been careful to wear the pink one-piece when we went down to the beach that morning, layered with my tunic cover-up, the one with the high neckline and hem almost to my knees. Then I put on my straw hat and large sunglasses. As we left the room, he smiled his approval, drew me close for a kiss. I tensed, but I couldn't smell any alcohol on his breath or taste it on his lips. I wanted to pull away, but he had to end the kiss first.
We set up on the beach under one of the grass umbrellas for the next couple of hours as Sophie played in the sand. Andrew's hand held mine across our chairs, his thumb stroking lazy circles. A woman walked past and I caught her giving Andrew an admiring look. He was handsome in his white shorts, his stomach muscles clearly defined, his skin bronzed after only a few days in the sun, but none of this had any effect on me anymore. I was careful not to look around, but I imagined how we must seem to others. Just another happy couple with their child.
I pretended to doze, but I was watching Sophie behind my glasses. She was building an elaborate sand castle with turrets and a moat, and using a stick to draw designs in the side, where she carefully placed shells. She'd be seven in January, was already leaving the little girl behind, her limbs thinning out, her pale blond hair darkening to rich honey like her father's.
She picked up her pail and walked back to us. "I'm hungry, Mommy."
We flagged down the waiter, who'd been bringing Andrew Coronas all morning. "Una cerveza, por favor," Andrew would say, while I sipped on a lime margarita, and tried to ignore the growing knot in my stomach. We put in our order, chicken salad for me, burger and fries for them. Our waiter was handsome, with black hair and eyes, white teeth that flashed in quick smiles, and a cheeky expression. I avoided looking at him, but then I made the mistake. When I passed him my empty glass, his fingers lingered a moment against mine. It was an accident. He'd been distracted by some noise behind us, but I knew it wouldn't matter. Our hands had touched.
The waiter set down a fresh margarita in front of me and walked away. Andrew was wearing sunglasses, but I could still see his angry expression, the pinched look around his mouth, and my thoughts careened and slid around, trying to find purchase. I had to distract him.
I motioned to the beach, the palm trees. "The scenery is gorgeous."
"Yes, you looked like you were appreciating it."
"It's so relaxing." I molded my face into a pleasant smile. As if I didn't know what he was getting at. As if we hadn't been down this road so many times before.
Sophie, perched on the end of my beach chair with her towel wrapped around her waist, was watching our faces, her green eyes worried. She twirled a strand of wet hair around her finger. Ever since she was a baby, she'd twirl her hair when she was tired or anxious.
"Why don't you go collect more shells, sweetie?" I said. "They look beautiful on the turrets. I'll wave when lunch gets here." She got up, grabbed her blow-up dolphin, and walked back to the beach but looked over her shoulder at me a couple of times. I kept smiling.
"You must think I'm stupid," Andrew said when she was out of earshot.
"Of course not."
He focused back on his book, turning each page with a jerk. My breath was fast and tight in my throat. I took a sip of my drink, but the lime was no longer refreshing, the acid curling in my stomach. I rubbed at my breastbone, but it didn't ease the pressure.
Our meals arrived and the waiter asked if he could get us anything else, but Andrew wasn't speaking to him and I was forced to answer for both of us while Andrew stared at me. I could feel his rage from across the chairs, hear the rant he was rehearsing.
Sophie was now making her way back. I leaned closer to Andrew. "Please don't do this. Please don't turn this into something. He touched my hand by accident."
"I saw the way you looked at him, Lindsey."
"No, you didn't." This was when I should've been reassuring him, telling him he was my one and only, but the margarita had made me brave. It made me stupid.
"You're imagining things," I said.
It was as though his entire face broke apart and then rearranged itself into someone else. The real Andrew. The man no one saw except me.
Sophie ran up to us, sat beside me on the beach chair. Her skin was cold and wet against mine. She reached for a french fry. "Did you see all my shells, Mommy?"
"Yes, baby." I glanced at her castle. "They're perfect."
Andrew dumped ketchup onto his plate, smeared a french fry around. "Eat your lunch, darling."
"I just need to go and wash my hands." I could feel Andrew watching me all the way to the restrooms. I kept my head down and didn't look at anyone.
* * *
I threw my paper towel into the garbage, slid my sunglasses on. I had to get back to the beach. Sophie would want to swim again and I didn't want Andrew to let her when she'd just eaten. I thought of the Coronas he'd had. How many? I didn't even know. I used to keep count.
They weren't on the beach chairs. My salad was still on the side table, the lettuce wilting in the heat. My drink was empty. Andrew's burger and fries were gone, Sophie's half eaten. I looked around. They weren't at her sand castle. Maybe they went back to our room? I walked closer to Sophie's sand castle. Her towel was spread on the other side, her lime-green plastic sandals kicked off.
Her dolphin float was missing.
I took a few steps into the water, my hand covering my eyes. The waves rose and fell, an undulating mass of blue. Swimmers bobbed up and down. I squinted, tried to focus on their faces. Where was she? Where was Andrew? I spun around and scanned the people on the beach, the throngs of resort guests, clusters of kids running and chasing waves. I turned back and gazed out over the water again, looking for Sophie's small head, her red bathing suit.
Then I saw her blow-up dolphin moving up and down in the waves — with no one on it. I walked through the water as fast as I could, the current tugging against my legs, my feet sinking into the soft sand. When I was in deeper water I swam hard strokes to the toy and latched on. They had to be out there. Sophie never let that dolphin out of her sight.
I couldn't see her bright pink snorkel, but there were so many people in the water. I thought again of the food she had eaten, the beers Andrew had drunk. He was a strong swimmer, but Sophie was still learning, and tired easily. I plunged my head under the water.
I saw legs coming closer — masculine legs. I rose to the surface sucking in the air in big gasps. An older man a few feet away took his snorkel out of his mouth.
"You okay?" he yelled.
"I can't find my daughter!" More people were swimming over. What's she wearing? Did you see her go under? Someone get the lifeguard!
I was treading water, my torso supported by the dolphin. "I didn't see her go in. She's only six. She's wearing a red bathing suit." A speedboat roared past and fresh waves sent us all bobbing up and down, salt splashing in my face. The horizon appeared and disappeared.
Someone from the resort on a Jet Ski radioed in her description. People were diving down, then rising to the surface with wet hair and foggy goggles.
None of them found her. I kept sticking my head under the water, but all I saw now were pale thrashing legs that stirred up the sand and made the water murky. I popped back up, looked out over the breakwater. Could they have been swept out to sea?
One of the resort boats was circling outside the roped-off swimming area. The staff in their white shirts and orange shorts, binoculars pressed to their eyes, searched the horizon. I waited for a yell, something, but the beach had gone curiously silent. People stood at the shore.
I didn't know how long I'd been in the water. My teeth were chattering and I was frantic, confused by all the people speaking to me. I explained that she was with my husband, that he could be missing too. The lifeguard wanted me to return to shore, tugged at my arm until I finally went with him. We swam to the beach and I lurched onto the sand, still clutching the dolphin float. My cover-up was clinging to my skin, wrapping around my thighs. My legs gave out and I collapsed onto my knees. The sun beat down on me, blinded my eyes as I stared out at the water.
Beside me the lifeguard urged me to drink water from a plastic bottle, then talked into his radio, Spanish phrases I couldn't understand. Jet Skis searched the water.
I felt something, an awareness that made me turn my head and look down the beach. It was them, walking toward us. Sophie in her red bathing suit with the white polka dots that we'd picked out together. Andrew, his long muscular legs taking those familiar loping steps. They were clutching drinks. Sophie looked like she was wondering what all the fuss was about.
I jumped to my feet, sprinted to them, almost losing my balance in the soft sand, but I was unstoppable. I lifted Sophie into my arms. I was crying into her neck.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
"What's going on, Lindsey?"
The lifeguard came over. "Is this your daughter, senora?"
"Yes, yes!" I lowered her down, pressed my hands to the sides of her face, and kissed her cheeks, her lips, her suntan-lotion-scented nose, her hair that had dried into salty ropes.
Andrew was talking with the lifeguard. "I'm sorry my wife put you all through this. She has an overactive imagination." He smiled and made little circles by his head.
The lifeguard gave him a confused smile, dropped a hand onto my shoulder, and peered into my face. "Drink some more water, senora. The sun, it's very hot, sí?"
He left us alone. The crowd was dispersing, but I could feel their judgment, the whispers. I didn't care. I had Sophie. She was solid and real and standing in front of me.
"I was so scared," I told her. "I saw your dolphin in the water."
"Daddy and I were playing and it floated away. He said we could get it later."
Andrew was staring out at the water. I tried to read his expression but he was wearing sunglasses. How angry was he that I'd made a fuss?
"It just kept floating away," he said. "Thought we might never see it again." Then he grabbed Sophie's hand. "Come on. Let's get out of the sun."
* * *
We were sitting under the umbrella. I was still shaking, though the sun was aiming directly at us and I'd wrapped a towel around myself — I'd noticed Andrew glancing at my wet cover-up clinging to my breasts and thighs. Sophie was sitting near me, her hand in mine. She kept giving me little pats. "I'm okay, Mommy. I'm okay. I'm sorry you got scared."
Andrew was watching me. I could feel his gaze burning into the side of my face. I wanted to ignore him, but I knew he was trying to get me to look at him. I turned. There was a look in his eye, something mean. Something smug.
"That was embarrassing," he said.
"Why didn't you wait for me?"
"You were taking too long." He shrugged.
"You did it on purpose. You were trying to scare me."
"Don't be silly," he said, rising to his feet. "You did that to yourself." He held his hand out for Sophie. "Come on, sweetie. I'll help you build another sand castle."
I watched them walk away. Sophie looked over her shoulder at me, her little face concerned. I smiled reassuringly. The lifeguard came over. "Is everything okay now, senora?"
"Yes, yes, it's fine." I didn't want him to linger. He turned away and I saw something in his face. Pity? Or did he think I was just a stupid blond woman who overreacted? I remembered how I had thrashed around in the water, how desperate I'd felt. How had I become this way? How had I turned into this woman who couldn't go to the bathroom without being afraid?
Andrew was filling a pail with sand. Sophie and he had the same determined expression. He felt me watching, gave a small wave and a friendly smile.
You're imagining things. That's what I'd told him, and then he made me pay.
But he hadn't just wanted me to be scared. He wanted me to know he could take her from me. In the blink of an eye. One day I might be in the bathroom, or maybe I'd step outside for a moment, or go to the store, and they'd be gone. I would never see her again.
I had to leave him when we got home. There was no more time to plan. No matter what it took, no matter how risky it was, I had to get Sophie away from him.
I slowly lifted my hand, gave my palm a kiss, and blew it in his direction.
CHAPTER 2December 2016
The house is quiet when I wake, the floorboards cold under my feet as I push myself out of bed. "Sophie?" She doesn't answer. Sometimes she gets up early to work on a project, or goes for a walk. She likes to study the patterns in the snow and ice. It worries me when she goes off into the woods by herself, but she wears hiking boots and carries a whistle, and trying to keep her home when she's feeling inspired is like trying to capture lightning in a bottle.
Shivering, I wrap my flannel robe tight around my body and shuffle into the kitchen. Sophie's put a pod in the coffeemaker for me, left a note stuck to the machine.
Sorry, Mom. The snow was calling ... XO
My baby, the artist. I pin the note onto the bulletin board, on top of the others I've saved, then check that she's locked the door and reset the alarm. She's always forgetting, says we have nothing worth stealing anyway. I remind her that's not the point.
I let the shower run hot as I can stand it, steam filling the room, soap swirling around my feet and down the drain. My hair is long again and the wet tendrils lay flat against my breasts. My mind drifts as I think about my plan for the upcoming week, which clients might need more help before Christmas, whether I should place an ad for another cleaner. Maybe I can expand and take on some janitorial work next year when Sophie goes away to school. I enjoy this feeling of accomplishment. In the beginning it was just me, a beat-up car, and a box of cleaning supplies. Now I have four fulltime employees and nothing holding me back.
After I'm dressed, I unplug my phone from the charger and notice I've gotten a text from Marcus. You still want to skip this week? Let me know. Marcus teaches a self-defense class for my domestic violence support group and sometimes gives me private lessons.
I text him back. Yeah, just busy, but I'll see you at the meeting. I make a second cup of coffee — the first is for sanity, the second is pure pleasure — and prop my phone up against the bowl of fruit on our kitchen table. I sign in to Skype and wait for Jenny to answer my call.
She comes into view, her blond hair still messy from sleep, her face pale without makeup, but she has an ethereal kind of beauty that makes her look angelic — and much younger than her forty-five years. I always tell her that if she wasn't my best friend, I'd have to kill her.
"God," she says. "What a morning."
"Yeah?"
"Teen girls." She shakes her head. "Enough about that. What are you doing today?"
"I have one cleaning job. Then maybe some Christmas shopping."
"I thought Saturdays were your day off."
(Continues...)Excerpted from Never Let You Go by Chevy Stevens. Copyright © 2017 Chevy Stevens Holdings, Ltd.. Excerpted by permission of St. Martin's Press.
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- Publisher : St. Martin's Press (March 14, 2017)
- Language : English
- Hardcover : 416 pages
- ISBN-10 : 9781250034564
- ISBN-13 : 978-1250034564
- Item Weight : 1.34 pounds
- Dimensions : 6.44 x 1.39 x 9.61 inches
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CHEVY STEVENS lives on Vancouver Island with her husband and daughter. When she’s not working on her next book, she’s hiking with her two dogs on her favorite mountain trails and spending time with her family. Chevy's current obsessions are vintage airstreams, Hollywood memoirs, all things mid-century modern, and stand-up comedians--not necessarily in that order. Her debut novel, STILL MISSING, was a New York Times bestseller and won the International Thriller Writers Award for Best First Novel. Her books, including THOSE GIRLS which Stephen King called "incredibly scary", have been published in more than thirty countries. Her novel, DARK ROADS, will be released summer 2021. Please visit her at www.ChevyStevens.com.
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- Reviewed in the United States on April 4, 2017Never Let You Go was SO GOOD! I loved it! Part one of the book alternates past and present from the main character, Lindsey, who is in an abusive marriage. We see how their relationship started, how it progressed, and how her husband Andrew turned obsessive and violent. We also see her present day life with him as she tries to leave and escape her marriage with her seven year old daughter, Sophie.
After Part One, we fast forward 11 years, where Andrew is in prison and Lindsey and Sophie live alone in their new life. However, when Andrew is released from prison, Lindsey can't shake the feeling that someone is watching her. Things progress, and she can tell someone has been in her house. Has Andrew come back to finish what he started all those years ago when he tried killing Lindsey?
I'll say it again - I loved this book! I especially loved the characters. We really got to know Lindsey and Sophie, and I loved the chapters that were told from both of them. I really enjoyed how close they were and their relationship both as mother/daughter, but also as friends. Sophie acted the way I'd imagine any teenager would, and there were times I wanted to shake her, but I think that lent itself really well to making the book feel realistic!
When I first started reading the book, it reminded me a lot of Into the Darkest Corner by Elizabeth Haynes, which is my all time favorite thriller, so I loved that! That said, the book deviated and definitely was it's own story, which was great in that I didn't feel like I'd already read the book before. Sometimes with thrillers it feels like storylines repeat themselves fairly often across different books, and I'm happy to say that was not the case here.
This book had me tense the entire time! I was dying to know what would happen and how everything played out, and I had a hard time putting it down. When I did have to set it down to do other things, I couldn't stop thinking about it, which is the sign of a great book in my opinion! I was suspicious of everyone, and even still, I didn't predict the ending, which I love.
Overall, this was an excellent (and super creepy!) thriller that I'd recommend for all fans of the genre! I cannot wait to read more from Chevy Stevens. A huge thank you to Netgalley, Chevy Stevens, and the St. Martin's Press for an ARC of the book. It was my pleasure to provide an honest review.
- Reviewed in the United States on December 9, 20214 stars!!
Wow!! What a great book. This is definitely a who done it kind of book. I had so many conclusions but no clue of who did it.
I was in love with majority of the characters. My heart aches because someone I hated very much ended up being someone I regretted hating. If you have read it you get it. All the main characters had a purpose and a story.
I will say this wasn’t fast paced as it says. It did keep my attention and told a story that could be any woman’s story who has suffered domestic abuse. Some things were sadly very realistic. So beware this contains many triggers.
This was my first book by this author and just know it won’t be my last. I love her writing style and I’m excited to check out more of her books!!
4.0 out of 5 stars Good book4 stars!!
Reviewed in the United States on December 9, 2021
Wow!! What a great book. This is definitely a who done it kind of book. I had so many conclusions but no clue of who did it.
I was in love with majority of the characters. My heart aches because someone I hated very much ended up being someone I regretted hating. If you have read it you get it. All the main characters had a purpose and a story.
I will say this wasn’t fast paced as it says. It did keep my attention and told a story that could be any woman’s story who has suffered domestic abuse. Some things were sadly very realistic. So beware this contains many triggers.
This was my first book by this author and just know it won’t be my last. I love her writing style and I’m excited to check out more of her books!!
Images in this review - Reviewed in the United States on March 30, 2017From the first page you read, you know that this is going to be one great book. The story of Lindsey who escapes with her daughter from an abusive husband - to be on the run - and finally end up rebuilding her life when her husband ends up in jail. But when he is released, she finds her home invaded and her daughter followed. But she doesnt want to run anymore, and decides to stand up to him.
But is he the one who is guilty? Who else could it be. This story has romance and suspense with a little love thrown in and lots of obsession to go around. Some things don't add up, but only when you get through most of the book, do you see the twist in this story.
- Reviewed in the United States on March 21, 2017This psychological thriller is the one that leaves you guessing almost up until the end. It’s also the one that reminds me of going to see a movie with my mom and she would guess about a quarter through who was guilty of the crime. (She did this with books too.) I never knew right away and while I was in awe of my mom for guessing so soon, I was able to sit back and enjoy the story unfold without knowing how it was going to end.
I started Chevy Stevens’ NEVER LET YOU GO knowing that this was about a newlywed couple where the woman soon finds out that her husband is not who she thought he was. He is physically and emotionally abusive. Too afraid to tell her parents or brother, as her family has become financially dependent on him, she keeps this dark secret to herself. The protagonist suffers in silence, during her pregnancy and while her daughter is young, shielding her from her husband’s violent outbursts.
This goes on for several years, until she can no longer take it. She must find a way out. What ensues following her escape from this monster, with her young daughter in tow, has a domino effect. Her ex-husband is sent to jail. Flash forward to the present when her daughter is almost 18 and soon to graduate high school. Mother and daughter are doing well, feel safe, and have settled into their new lives. That is all about to change.
I didn’t figure out who was ‘it’ until about three-quarters through the book. Up until then and after that point, I couldn’t put the book down, because I had to find out who was responsible and what was going to happen. It’s a nail biter.
Top reviews from other countries
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munier laetitiaReviewed in France on October 24, 2022
5.0 out of 5 stars Très bien
Très bien
- Yoana DimitrovaReviewed in Spain on June 22, 2020
5.0 out of 5 stars Great book
Another great book.Thanks for writing so well
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GerdoteReviewed in Mexico on October 9, 2017
4.0 out of 5 stars Pretty good
The story is well written, it takes a lot of time to develop that it might become a little boring and frustrating. Love the ending.
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homesick_nyReviewed in Germany on September 20, 2018
5.0 out of 5 stars spannend
hat mich von der ersten seite bis zur letzten seite sehr gefesselt, ist spannend und ist gut zu lesen. empfehlung
- Mary BruceReviewed in the United Kingdom on March 18, 2018
5.0 out of 5 stars Brilliant and very edgy!
This is the first book I've read by this author but it won't be the last. Put "Still Missing" in my basket just as soon as I finished reading this novel. I have a feeling I will probably end up reading all of her work if they are as good as this one. Fantastic character development, no over writing, second guessing all along the plot line...it was a great read. Highly recommended if you like mystery that keeps you guessing into the wee hours. Hard to put down. Give it a go. I think you will be very pleased. I certainly was. A new fan of Ms. Stevens!