Two women, each named Sara, get into separate rideshares . . . but only one makes it home alive. Which Sara was the real target?
Despite a scholarship, law student Saraswati “Sara” Bhaduri holds down two jobs in order to make her way through school, but it’s still a struggle. She’s had to do things to pay the bills that most people wouldn’t expect “a nice Indian girl” to do. Sara is working at the campus bar one seemingly ordinary Tuesday night when her boss demands that she deal with a drunk girl in the bathroom.
The two women become fast friends. Why? Because they have the same name. And despite their different circumstances, they connect. At the end of the evening, each orders a rideshare home. They tumble into the back of their respective cars and head out into the night.
But sometime later, Sara wakes up in the car to find she’s on the wrong side of town—the rich side—and realizes that she and Sarah Ellis took the wrong cars home. With no money, Sara walks back to her apartment on the shady side of town only to see police lights flashing, illuminating a body crumpled on her doorstep: Sarah. But was the target Sarah Ellis or Sara Bhaduri? And why would anyone want either of them dead?
In this smart, twisty novel about wealth, ambition and dangerous longing, the layers are peeled back on two young women desperate to break away from the expectations placed on them, leading to devastating results.