It’s Spring Break of senior year. Anna, her boyfriend Tate, her best friend Elise, and a few other close friends are off to a debaucherous trip to Aruba that promises to be the time of their lives.But when Elise is found brutally murdered, Anna finds herself trapped in a country not her own, fighting against vile and contemptuous accusations. As Anna sets out to find her friend’s killer, she discovers harsh revelations about her friendships, the slippery nature of truth, and the ache of young love.
Awaiting the judge’s decree, it becomes clear to Anna that everyone around her thinks she is not only guilty, but also dangerous. And when the whole story comes out, reality is more shocking than anyone could ever imagine…
How much do you love me?
That’s the first word I could think of, and probably the only word I’ll ever use, to describe Dangerous Girls.
Mindblown is too soft a word. Being mindblown is after reading the end of Red Queen.
But being mindfucked? That’s right up Dangerous Girls’ alley.
Abigail Haas is a genius. A pure goddamn genius. This book is such a ride, with subtle hints drops and curveballs thrown at you at unbelievable angles at all the unexpected moments so you’re just forced to stop and think: what the fuck?
I want to keep this non-spoilery part of the review short and sweet. Because this book is not the longest, and because I believe that books like these need the smallest information given and only the evident go read it now put in their reviews.
So, adieu! Go read it! And don’t click on the spoiler – only if you dare!