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(Note: Although this review will not contain spoilers for Wayward, it may inadvertently reveal plot surprises from its predecessor, Pines. As always, I recommend reading books in a series in order.)
Ethan Burke, a former Secret Service agent from Seattle, now knows the truth about Wayward Pines, Idaho. He knows what's hiding behind its quaint facade. He knows what lurks beyond the razor-topped electrified fence that circles the village. He knows the 461 people living in the town may be the only humans left on the planet and that those people, himself included, are being watched every second of every day. He's seen what happens to residents who rebel, or complain, or simply can't conform. David Pilcher, the megalomaniac in charge of Wayward Pines, will do anything—anything—to preserve the dream he's fulfilling with his post-apocalyptic version of Mayberry.
Few are brave enough to break the rules. Even Ethan, now the town sheriff, worries about the repercussions of standing up to Pilcher. Still, he can't stand the lie he's being forced to live. Torn between protecting the people he cares for and fighting for the freedom they all deserve, Ethan will have to make some life-or-death decisions. The fates of 461 people hanging in the balance.
Wayward, the second thriller in Blake Crouch's exciting Wayward Pines trilogy, is not quite as mind-blowing as the series opener. Still, the novel draws the reader in just as quickly as its predecessor and keeps the suspense going until the very last sentence of its very last page. The story moves quickly, with lots of thrills and chills, making it pretty much impossible to put Wayward down. Literally. Although I didn't find it as jaw-dropping as Pines, I still devoured it in one sitting. After which I promptly started The Last Town. Did I mention this series is *slightly* addicting? Don't say I didn't warn you ...
If this were a movie (and the trilogy has been turned into a mini-series on Fox), it would be rated:
for strong language, violence, and sexual content
To the FTC, with love: Another library