Hated it. Right away I knew it wasn't going to be high literature. That's fine. I can do fun and entertaining. There was a tendency towards minute details
A young guy, late twenties maybe, dirty blond hair, his face cratered by the ravages of acne a decade earlier.
and it reminded me, in a way, of Stephen King. Again, that's good. These guys can really paint a picture. Plus, I thought, it was fitting of a thriller with an air of mystery. Who knows what details might wind up being relevant?
But then it increasingly became more and more farfetched. Tim's daughter goes missing, he's kidnapped briefly, suddenly he's the suspect of a murder and the police are always conveniently distant. They don't think much of the missing girl-- just a runaway. And Tim implausibly tries to figure everything out on his own. But none of that is as ridiculous as the twist revelation that comes about 3/4 of the way in. It all felt like a bad movie.