The little girl is confined in a dog kennel in the back of a car in a raging snow storm.ĭarby has no way to call for help and no idea how to rescue this little girl. But before she goes, she wants to put her suspicion to rest so she directs the LED light from her phone inside the back of the car. She convinces herself that the hand she she saw was nothing more than a trick of light and gets ready to go inside. The inside is dark and she can detect no movement or sound. Shocked at this discovery, Darby moves closer to the car and tries to look inside.

As she tries to hold her phone up near the cars parked in the parking lot of the rest stop, she sees a little hand – the hand of a child in the back window of one of the parked cars. She is desperate to talk to her sister to know more about her mother’s condition so Darby goes out in the snow to search for signal. The charge in Darby’s phone is at 17 percent and rapidly depleting. four complete strangers taking refuge, just like her. There are, however, a coffee machine, a vending machine and…. She discovers, much to her dismay, there is no cell reception at that rest stop. Darby is forced to pull in to a desolate rest stop to wait out the raging snowstorm. Darby’s old Honda Civic does not have snow chains on the tires and the last sign that Darby read before heavy snow obliterated her vision was ‘CHAINS MANDATORY’. Darby, who was determined not to venture ‘any further off campus than Ralphie’s Thriftway’ (p.4), finds herself racing down the highway in the middle of a fierce blizzard in the Colorado Rockies to reach her dying mother in Utah. In one word – unputdownable!ĭarby Thorne, a sophomore at CU-Boulder, gets a message from her sister Devon that their mother has been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and is, most likely, at the last stage of her life. A thriller that is crisp, fast paced and yes, thrilling. This is the kind of thriller I like to read – one that allows me ‘no exit’ until I finish the last page. I did not even realize I was holding my breath and at the edge of my seat till I read the last page of No Exit by Taylor Adams. It was almost 1 am when I let out a long breath.

No exit by taylor adams