The third Family Secrets novel from the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Right Behind You and Find Her ... Three siblings searching for the truth about their family are about to find more than they bargained for… For years Brandon Ferringer has sought to untangle the mystery surrounding his father's disappearance. Now training as a hotshot—a seasonal wildland fire fighter—Brandon feels he’s on the verge of finally discovering the truth. In need of temporary lodging, Brandon rents a room at a local farm, and is surprised when his attraction to the ranch’s alluring owner threatens to distract him from his mission. Single mother Victoria Meese struggles to find time for herself in between raising her son, Randy, and running the Lady Luck Ranch. When she meets Brandon, she suddenly finds something to believe in again. But Brandon’s search for answers is about to turn dangerous, threatening their growing connection—and their very lives. Praise for #1 New York Times bestselling author Lisa Gardner “No one owns this corner of the genre the way Lisa Gardner does.”—#1 New York Times bestselling author Lee Child “Nerve-shattering suspense.”—#1 New York Times bestselling author of Tami Hoag “For years Lisa Gardner has been one of the best in the thriller business, but Find Her is something new: taut psychological suspense, an intricate mystery, emotionally devastating, ultimately empowering—a novel that should not be missed.”—#1 New York Times bestselling Harlan Coben “Lisa Gardner’s work has the chills and thrills to excite, and the heart to draw you in.”—#1 New York Times bestselling author Sandra Brown “Lisa Gardner is one of my favorite authors. Her fast-paced and exciting novels twist when you expect a turn and turn when you expect a twist. I cannot recommend her more.”— New York Times bestselling author Karin Slaughter “Lisa Gardner is the master of the psychological thriller.”—Associated Press “No one writes this kind of modern horror tale better than Gardner, no one.”— The Providence Journal “Frighteningly real.”— People “A psychological thriller both chilling and emotional. Her narrative thrums with heart-pounding scenes and unexpected twists that have you furiously flipping pages.”— USA Today Happy Ever After “The line between mysteries and thrillers and so-called literary fiction has always been a thin one, but contemporary writers like Lisa Gardner make that sort of arbitrary distinction seem especially foolish.” —Connecticut Post “When it comes to author Lisa Gardner, the tales she writes are always extreme gems in the literary world, and this is no exception.” —Suspense Magazine “From the captivating first sentence to the shocking conclusion, this is addictive reading entertainment at its finest.” — Brit & Co Lisa Gardner is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of over twenty suspense novels, including The Neighbor , which won Thriller of the Year from the International Thriller Writers. An avid hiker, traveler, and cribbage player, she lives in the mountains of New Hampshire with her family. Even with the real estate agent’s directions, it took Brandon three tries to find the Lady Luck Ranch. The first time, he assumed the dirt trail splicing off from the main road was a forgotten forestry path. After driving another five miles, he turned and went back. Beaverville, Oregon, wasn’t that big. Downtown was a collection of six weathered gray storefronts that could’ve been mistaken for a ghost town if not for the single golden pine addition gleaming on the corner. Twenty-?six people served, the dust-?covered sign joked at the corner grocery deli. The new store turned out to be a cattle feed shop, its front porch and back loading docks buried beneath huge burlap bags of grain. Next to it, a hunting store boasted a dozen gleaming rifles in the windows and enough boxes of bullets to make the NRA proud. Next to it was a beat old saloon claiming to be Whiskey Jack’s. Two hundred and sixty people served, its sign boasted. Brandon got the impression Beaverville might be just slightly different from Manhattan. He passed the high school. At first glance, he thought the simple three-?story cabin was someone’s home, but then he spotted the football field next door and discerned the fallen two-?hundred-?year-?old tree trunk with Beaverville High School branded into its bark. The town hadn’t wasted much money on the slightly tottering school. On the other hand, the taxpayers took football seriously. The lines were freshly painted brilliant white, the wooden bleachers were carefully stained, and a decent-size snack bar advertised beer, hot dogs, and Tums, all for seventy-?five cents apiece. “Wonderful,” Brandon murmured. “Let the good times roll.” He’d spent the whole night on a red-?eye flight and the whole morning driving. After four years of rigorous hiking in the vast outdoors, he’d developed a healthy loathing of confinem