Trust is pivotal. It’s the tenuous thing in all relationships, but it’s an easily broken and an extremely difficult thing to mend once broken.
Livy Jackson has had her share of tragedy in life with the murder of her younger sister, Kara, 18 years ago. But when Livy and her children find Julia, her best friend, dead in her flat, Livy can’t live with the conclusion that Julia took her own life. In Sophie McKenzie’s You Can Trust Me, the reader follows Livy’s process to finding out what happened to Julia, which also leads Livy to learning more about her sister’s murderer, too. When clues in the murders lead back to Livy’s husband Will, she begins to wonder if there’s anyone she can actually trust.
The story attempts to mask the identity of the killer by draping various other plausible motives and opportunities on those in Livy’s life that she holds close. While I admit that I watch and read a lot of crime-related stories, figuring out who Julia and Kara’s killer was was a bit too easy despite the various tangents that we, and Livy, were meant to follow. I wasn’t kept entirely captivated by the writing; it felt like it was trying too hard to be something more than it is. I didn’t find myself drawn to the characters, which made it difficult to become wholly engrossed by the novel. I thought that it was interesting how the reader got a glimpse into the mind and life of the killer with periodic chapters from his point of view, but I felt like the execution of their inclusion was lacking and could have been bolstered to serve a far larger purpose.
Overall, I’d give it a 3 out of 5 stars.