Hello, friend. I need to tell you about a book that had me completely locked in. It's called

Run on Red by Noel W. Ely. Picture this, a dark empty highway through the Idaho Hills. No cell signal

for miles. Two women realize the headlights behind them aren't going away.

What starts as road rage turns into something far worse, a brutal, heart-pounding fight for survival that doesn't let up for a single page.

Laura and Olivia can't outrun what's coming, so they have to fight back.

And this book does what the best thrillers do.

It takes an ordinary situation and makes you realize how fast it can go sideways.

I burned through it.

Every chapter drops you off a cliff.

If you're into Frieda McFadden or Karen Slaughter, this is your next read.

Run on Red is now available as a deluxe special edition,

with gorgeous stenciled edges, as beautiful on the shelf as it is terrifying in your hands.

Out February 24th, grab it while you can.

The Talbot arms stood dark against the November sky.

Gaslight flickered behind drawn curtains.

Fog crept through Ruegely Street,

muffling the last sounds of a market town, settling into sleep.

Across the narrow street, another window glowed.

William Palmer stood at his parlor window, watching.

He could see the lamplight in room 10.

He could count the shadows moving behind the curtain.

John Parsons Cook lay in that room, convinced the man watching him had poisoned his brandy at Shrewsbury.

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