Lock Every Door
by Riley Sager.
Apologies to Ira Levin. There’s a reason for using a pseudonym. Bad writing. Guessed the plot a third of the way in. And. As an homage to Rosemary’s Baby in a faux Dakota building, not even close. None of the spine-tingling psychological characterizations. More a Rogue’s gallery of two-dimensional caricatures. A tourist’s description of Central Park with numerous references to hackneyed landmarks. So. Not much to recommend this even as a summer light.