Sometimes, there is nowhere safe to hide.
It was a typical evening at a mall outside Portland, Maine. Three teenage friends waited for the movie to start. A boy flirted with the girl selling sunglasses. Mothers and children shopped together, and the manager at the video-game store tended to customers. Then the shooters arrived.
The chaos and carnage lasted only eight minutes before the killers were taken down. But for those who lived through it, the effects would last forever. In the years that followed, one would dedicate himself to a law enforcement career. Another would close herself off, trying to bury the memory of huddling in a ladies' room, hopelessly clutching her cell phone--until she finally found a way to pour her emotions into her art.
But one person wasn't satisfied with the shockingly high death toll at the DownEast Mall. And as the survivors slowly heal, find shelter, and rebuild, they will discover that another conspirator is lying in wait--and this time, there might be nowhere safe to hide.
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Nora Roberts is one of my favorite authors ever.
She never cease to amaze me with her stories, with how capable she is to evolve and adapt in a different world.
Shooting is a real current subject, and Shelter in Place was written perfectly.
The different point of views were on point, the evolution of history itself was made in a masterly way.
Simone relationship´s with her family were so real, so raw. I related very much, in the opposite way, I´m more like her sister, and my mother is more like Simone´s grandmother. So, I could relate a lot with the all the problems they had to endure.
Reed was perfect like almost every main male character written by Nora. I just wish they existed in real life.
I felt the ending was kind of rushed, the scene were the murderer was killed left me with a sensation that something was amiss. But, it was the only part that I felt like this, everything else was perfection.
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