You want to know who did it, but that was never the question. Or, it was never the right one. Birdie Chang doesn’t know much about Whidbey Island, only that it is far. On the ferry, she has an unnerving encounter with a stranger, where she finds herself telling him everything: how she was sexually abused as a child, how the perpetrator now walks free, how the calls and emails from him haven’t stopped and she is on the run; how she wants to kill him. The stranger poses a shocking question – if she agrees, he will murder the man who hurt her, with no strings attached. She gives him a name. On the other side of the country, Mary-Beth receives a phone call from the police: her only son has been murdered. What follows is a complex story of three women connected through one man: Birdie, a woman on the run from her past and her abuser; Mary-Beth, the abuser’s loving mother; and Linzie, a former reality star turned bestselling memoirist, and another victim of the same man. Whidbey is a brilliant reimagining of the whodunnit – a searing, propulsive novel that asks who has real power over a story: the one who lives it, or the one who tells it? Women are rarely in receipt of what they are owed.