No Time For Goodbye by Linwood BarclayNo Time For Goodbye by Linwood Barclay

No Time For Goodbye

byLinwood Barclay

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Fourteen-year-old Cynthia Bigge woke one morning to discover that her entire family–mother, father,brother–had vanished. No note, no trace, no return. Ever.  Now, twenty-five years later, she’ll learn the devastating truth. 

Sometimes it’s better not to know. . . .

Cynthia is happily married with a young daughter, a new family. But the story of her old family isn’t over. A strange car in the neighborhood, untraceable phone calls, ominous “gifts”–someone has returned to her hometown to finish what was started twenty-five years ago. And no one’s innocence is guaranteed, not even her own. By the time Cynthia discovers her killer’s shocking identity, it will again be too late . . . even for goodbye.
Linwood Barclay is a columnist for the Toronto Star. He is the author of several critically acclaimed novels, including Stone Rain and Lone Wolf. He lives near Toronto with his wife and has two grown children.From the Hardcover edition.
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Title:No Time For GoodbyeFormat:Mass Market PaperbackDimensions:480 pages, 6.87 × 4.18 × 1.08 inPublished:August 26, 2008Publisher:Random House Publishing GroupLanguage:English

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Rated 5 out of 5 by from Great story Great story - really enjoyed it! Author gets you hooked from the first page!
Date published: 2017-06-21
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Great Read Suspenseful, fantastic read!
Date published: 2017-06-15
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Riveting Another winner by Barclay. Mystery, suspense, intrigue....................another page turner.
Date published: 2017-05-27
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Favourite Linwood Barclay Book I am a fan of Linwood Barclay and I think this is one of his best books! A great suspense.
Date published: 2017-04-08
Rated 5 out of 5 by from A great book! I felt very emotional with this book. Scary to imagine waking up and your entire family has disappeared.
Date published: 2017-03-14
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Great Love this book. Great reading full of suspense
Date published: 2016-12-18
Rated 5 out of 5 by from this is my favorite book This is the best book I have ever read. As soon as I thought I had it figured out, something else would happen. I never saw the ending coming. Since reading this book, I have read everything by this great author. Canadian and a great writer!!!
Date published: 2016-11-15
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Loved it Loved it always keeps you guessing and at the edge of your seat.
Date published: 2016-11-07
Rated 3 out of 5 by from No Time a For Goodbye A good read, but I did not find it as thrilling as many of Linwood's other novels. The short chapters make it a quick read. Worth a try.
Date published: 2016-11-06
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Must Read Love all of Linwood Barclay's books
Date published: 2016-11-04
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Gripping There is just something about Linwood Barclay that always captures me. I started reading and didn't come up for air until the next day! A gripping tale of a somewhat unbelievable crime and yet, it's uniqueness just made the read all that more fascinating. I loved the characters, especially the three main ones, a family. I was hooked from page one and particularly loved the author's use of two narratives. Interspersed amongst the main narrative are short chapters which detail an ongoing conversation between two people, which at first makes no sense at all and very slowly reveals to the reader who they are and what they are up to. There are only a couple of Barclay's backlist I hadn't read yet and I chose to read this now as his current novel is about the same family as here so of course I had to read this first :-)
Date published: 2015-03-03
Rated 2 out of 5 by from Not his best I have read most of Linwood Barclay's novels and this is not his best work. The story was rather predictable and though I read it quite quickly, I was more anxious to move on to my next book then to see how it ended. Good but rather ho-hum.
Date published: 2014-10-14
Rated 5 out of 5 by from No time for goodbye Fa ntastic couldn't guess the ending will read all his books
Date published: 2014-09-07
Rated 4 out of 5 by from No Time for Goodbye Good suspence and quick read.
Date published: 2014-09-03
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Great quick read Really enjoyed this book. Hard to put down.
Date published: 2014-08-21
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Good! Great read, kept your attention. Good suspense
Date published: 2014-08-20
Rated 5 out of 5 by from No Time for Goodbye Best book I've read in a long time
Date published: 2014-06-19
Rated 5 out of 5 by from No Time For Goodbye Great story, loved the connection with Never Saw It Coming. Good read.
Date published: 2014-03-04
Rated 5 out of 5 by from No Time For Goodbye Great novel! Very suspenseful and I love the fact that the author is Canadian.
Date published: 2014-01-23
Rated 5 out of 5 by from This is all his other books, well written, and keeping on the edge to the end. Well done Lynwood. By the way I can relate to this kind of story, my father was a Deputy Chief of police in Toronto and had formed the homicide squad back in the late 40's early 59's .
Date published: 2014-01-12
Rated 5 out of 5 by from No time for goodbye Really very good, keeps you guessing
Date published: 2013-10-01
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Great book, very good suspense I really loved the pace of this book. The mystery was compelling and the outcome even more so. The ending was well thought out and satisfying. Loved every page
Date published: 2013-01-25
Rated 5 out of 5 by from awesome !!! keeps you guessing every page, once you start reading you will not want to put it down !
Date published: 2012-09-24
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Another masterpiece! Linwood Barclay is my new favorite author. Amazing work!
Date published: 2011-12-17
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Kept my attention throughout. For some reason my copy was published in the UK. It is a mystery and quite a lengthy read. The writing has a nice flow to it and I was pleased that by the end of the book all my questions were answered without the feeling that the author just wanted to end the story in a page or two. I think this is his first book. I would read more by this author. I was very impressed by how well thought out everything was and I feel he avoided a lot of mystery novel cliches. Great job!
Date published: 2011-10-15
Rated 4 out of 5 by from really, really good. 4.5 stars 14-year old Cynthia, following a fight with her parents the night before, wakes up to find that her entire family – her parents and her brother, Todd – have disappeared. They are gone without a trace. 25 years later, Cynthia is married to Terry and they have an 8-year old daughter, Grace. Cynthia appears on a news tv program in hopes that someone who knows something will finally come forward. Except for the prologue when Cynthia is 14, the rest of the book is told from Terry’s point of view. I thought this book was really, really good. I wanted to keep reading (though it was a little tougher to do on audio, so it still took a little longer to read, but that is no reflection on the book itself). I though the narrator was very good. He did so many different voices and they were done quite well, I thought. The way he did someone talking on the phone was done really well, too. I really liked this and will definitely be picking up more to read by Barclay.
Date published: 2010-06-17
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Good Suspense I read Linwood Barclay's column regularly when he wrote for the Toronto Star. That's why I couldn't wait to see what he'd do in a full length novel. No Time For Goodbye is a good mystery book that keeps you hooked 'til the end. My only complaint about it was this one line near the beginning of the book that stuck out like a sore thumb. Although the ending was a surprise, it wasn't as big as it could have been because I'd sort of been on that same track since that line at the beginning. But don't let one line stop you. It's still a good book if you're looking for a quick suspense read.
Date published: 2009-12-09
Rated 5 out of 5 by from absolutely great It was a page turner...this book was great from page l to 468. It was a suspence, emotional roller coaster that kept me guessing to the end. Surprise after surprise. Great book. I will definitely read another book by Barclay.
Date published: 2009-10-14
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Best mystery I've read in ages!! This was an absolutely great read!! The story moves along at a good pace, the characters are believable & you won't be able to solve the mystery!! This was by far the best mystery I've read in quite some time!! Definitely recommend it!
Date published: 2009-05-22
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Hooked from the beginning! This book was a great mystery. Got me hooked right from the beginning and didn't let go until the very end. Well written, the characters are realistic and relatable, very good connection with the details. Unlike some bad mysteries, the details in this book really added up in the end. I would say the ending would have been MUCH better if a certain incident was taken out but over all a great read!
Date published: 2009-04-22
Rated 5 out of 5 by from The Best Mystery Book I Have Ever Read! I LOVED THIS BOOK! It is one of the best mystery books I have ever read!! The author is a genius at connecting everything throughout the plot!! This novel is about a woman named Cynthia, who woke up when she was 13 years old to an empty house without a trace of where her family went. Now, she is an adult and married with a daughter of her own. She wonders everyday where her family went and what happened to them. She is constantly paranoid and very protective of her own child. Cynthia then starts to get strange phone calls and her house is broken into to leave items that once belonged to her family. She then sees a man at the mall who looked just like her brother, and she is determined to find out if it is really him or not. Her husband is constantly annoyed with Cynthia's obsession and the fact that she will not leave the past behind. Cynthia fears for her family's safety and she is given the choice to leave the past behind or find out what happened to her family, but with deadly concequences. The truth of what really happened to her family will amaze you. Readers will not even come close to imagining what really happened! This is a recommended book to be read over and over again by anyone who loves an intense, suspensful story filled with numerous twists!!
Date published: 2009-02-25
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Awesome story This was a very fast paced, Interesting story. It was emtional and realistic. I had a difficult time putting it down because I needed to know what happened next. It was full of twists and turns!
Date published: 2009-02-13
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Good title I loved the storyline and the ending; however; I feel that it could have been a little better edited.
Date published: 2009-01-15
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Great Read!!! This book was just awesome from beginning to end, I couldn't put this one down. I read it in a day.
Date published: 2008-11-19

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Chapter OneCynthia stood out front of the two-story house on Hickory. It wasn't as though she was seeing her childhood home for the first time in nearly twenty-five years. She still lived in Milford. She'd driven by here once in a while. She showed me the house once before we got married, a quick drive-by. "There it is," she said, and kept on going. She rarely stopped. And if she did, she didn't get out. She'd never stood on the sidewalk and stared at the place.And it had certainly been a very long time since she'd stepped through that front door.She was rooted to the sidewalk, seemingly unable to take even one step toward the place. I wanted to go to her side, walk her to the door. It was only a thirty-foot driveway, but it stretched a quarter century into the past. I was guessing, to Cynthia, it must have been like looking through the wrong end of some binoculars. You could walk all day and never get there.But I stayed where I was, on the other side of the street, looking at her back, at her short red hair. I had my orders.Cynthia stood there, as though waiting for permission to approach. And then it came."Okay, Mrs. Archer? Start walking toward the house. Not too fast. Kind of hesitant, you know, like it's the first time you've gone inside since you were fourteen years old."Cynthia glanced over her shoulder at a woman in jeans and sneakers, her ponytail pulled down and through the opening at the back of her ball cap. She was one of three assistant producers. "This is the first time," Cynthia said."Yeah yeah, don't look at me," Ponytail Girl said. "Just look at the house and start walking up the drive, thinking back to that time, twenty-five years ago, when it all happened, okay?"Cynthia glanced across the street at me, made a face, and I smiled back weakly, a kind of mutual what-are-you-gonna-do? And so she started up the driveway, slowly. If the camera hadn't been on, is this how she would have approached? With this mixture of deliberation and apprehension? Probably. But now it felt false, forced. But as she mounted the steps to the door, reached out with her hand, I could just make out the trembling. An honest emotion, which meant, I guessed, that the camera would fail to catch it.She had her hand on the knob, turned it, was about to push the door open, when Ponytail Girl shouted, "Okay! Good! Just hold it there!" Then, to her cameraman, "Okay, let's set up inside, get her coming in.""You're fucking kidding me," I said, loud enough for the crew—a half dozen or so, plus Paula Malloy, she of the gleaming teeth and Donna Karan suits, who was doing all the on-camera stuff and voiceovers—to hear.Paula herself came over to see me."Mr. Archer," she said, reaching out with both hands and touching me just below my shoulders, a Malloy trademark, "is everything okay?""How can you do that to her?" I said. "My wife's walking in there for the first time since her family fucking vanished, and you basically yell 'Cut'?""Terry," she said, insinuating herself closer to me. "May I call you Terry?"I said nothing."Terry, I'm sorry, we have to get the camera in position, and we want the look on Cynthia's face, when she comes into the house after all these years, we want that to be genuine. We want this to be honest. I think that's what both of you want as well."That was a good one. That a reporter from the TV news/entertainment show Deadline—which, when it wasn't revisiting bizarre _unsolved crimes from years past, was chasing after the latest drinking-and-driving celebrity, or hunting down a pop star who'd failed to buckle her toddler into a seat belt—would play the honesty card.  "Sure," I said tiredly, thinking of the bigger picture here, that maybe after all these years, some TV exposure might finally provide Cynthia with some answers. "Sure, whatever."Paula showed some perfect teeth and went briskly back across the street, her high heels clicking along the pavement. I'd been doing my best to stay out of the way since Cynthia and I'd arrived here. I'd arranged to get the day off from school. My principal and longtime friend, Rolly Carruthers, knew how important it was to Cynthia to do this show, and he'd arranged a substitute teacher to take my English and creative writing classes. Cynthia had taken the day off from Pamela's, the dress shop where she worked. We'd dropped off our eight-year-old daughter, Grace, at school along the way. Grace would have been intrigued, watching a film crew do its thing, but her introduction to TV production was not going to be a segment on her own mother's personal tragedy.The people who lived in the house now, a retired couple who'd moved down here from Hartford a decade ago to be close to their boat in the Milford harbor, had been paid off by the producers to clear out for the day so they could have the run of the place. Then the crew had gone about removing distracting knickknacks and personal photos from the walls, trying to make the house look, if not the way it looked when Cynthia lived there, at least as generic as possible.Before the owners took off for a day of sailing, they'd said a few things on the front lawn for the cameras.Husband: "It's hard to imagine, what might have happened here, in this house, back then. You wonder, were they all cut up into bits in the basement or something?"Wife: "Sometimes, I think I hear voices, you know? Like the ghosts of them are still walking around the house. I'll be sitting at the kitchen table, and I get this chill, like maybe the mother or the father, or the boy, has walked past."Husband: "We didn't even know, when we bought the house, what had happened here. Someone else had got it from the girl, and they sold it to someone else, and then we bought it from them, but when I found what happened here, I read up on it at the Milford library, and you have to wonder, how come she was spared? Huh? It seems a bit odd, don't you think?"Cynthia, watching this from around the corner of one of the show's trucks, shouted, "Excuse me? What's that supposed to mean?"One of the crew whirled around, said, "Shush," but Cynthia would have none of it. "Don't you fucking shush me," she said. To the husband, she called out, "What are you implying?"The man looked over, startled. He must have had no idea that the person he was talking about was actually present. The ponytail producer took Cynthia by the elbow and ushered her gently, but firmly, around the back of the truck."What kind of horseshit is that?" Cynthia asked. "What's he trying to say? That I had something to do with my family's disappearance? I've put up with that shit for so—""Don't worry about him," the producer said.  "You said the whole point of doing this was to help me," Cynthia said. "To help me find out what happened to them. That's the only reason I agreed to do this. Are you going to run that? What he said? What are people going to think when they hear him saying that?""Don't worry about it," the producer assured her. "We're not going to use that."They must have been scared Cynthia was going to walk at that point, before they had even a minute of her on film, so there were plenty of reassurances, cajoling, promises that once this piece went on TV, for sure someone who knew something would see it. Happened all the time, they said. They'd closed cold cases for the cops all over the country, they said.Once they had again persuaded Cynthia that their intentions were honorable, and the old farts who lived in the house had been whisked away, the show went on.  I followed two cameramen into the house, then got out of the way as they positioned themselves to catch Cynthia's expressions of apprehension and deja vu from different angles. I figured that once this was on TV, there'd be lots of fast editing, maybe they'd turn the image all grainy, dig around in their bag of tricks to bring more drama to an event that TV producers in decades past would have found plenty dramatic on its own.They led Cynthia upstairs to her old bedroom. She looked numb. They wanted footage of her walking into it, but Cynthia had to do it twice. The first time, the cameraman was waiting inside her bedroom, the door closed, to get a shot of Cynthia entering the room, ever so tentatively. Then they did it again, this time from the hall, the camera looking over her shoulder as she went into the room. When it aired, you could see they'd used some fish-eye lens or something to make the scene spookier, like maybe we were going to find Jason in a goalie mask hiding behind the door.Paula Malloy, who'd started out as a weather girl, got her makeup retouched and her blond hair repouffed. Then she and Cynthia had those little microphone packs attached to the backs of their skirts, the wires run up and under their blouses and clipped just below their collars. Paula let her shoulder rub up against Cynthia's, like they were old friends reminiscing, reluctantly, about the bad times instead of the good.As they came into the kitchen, cameras rolling, Paula asked, "What must you have been thinking?" Cynthia appeared to be walking through a dream. "You hadn't heard a sound in the house so far, your brother's not upstairs, you come down here into the kitchen and there's no sign of life at all.""I didn't know what was happening," Cynthia said quietly. "I thought everyone had left early. That my dad was gone to work, that my mother must have taken my brother to school. I thought they must be mad at me, for misbehaving the night before.""You were a difficult teen?" Paula asked."I had . . . my moments. I'd been out the night before, with a boy my parents didn't approve of, I'd had something to drink. But I wasn't like some kids. I mean, I loved my parents, and I think"—her voice breaking a bit here—"they loved me.""We read in the police reports from the time, from the statements that you'd made, that you'd had an argument with your parents.""Yes," Cynthia said. "About not being home when I promised, lying to them. I said some awful things.""Like what?""Oh," Cynthia hesitated, "you know. Kids can say pretty hateful things to their parents that they don't really mean.""And where do you think they are, today, two and a half decades later?"Cynthia shook her head sadly. "It's all I ask myself. There's not a day goes by I don't wonder.""If you could say something to them, right now, here on Deadline, if somehow they are still alive, what would it be?"Cynthia, nonplussed, looked somewhat hopelessly out the kitchen window."Look into the camera there," Paula Malloy said, putting her hand around Cynthia's shoulder. I was off to the side, and it was all I could do not to step into the frame and peel Paula's artificial face off. "Just ask them what you've been waiting all these years to ask them."Cynthia, her eyes shiny, did as she was told, looked to the camera, and managed, at first, to say nothing more than "Why?"Paula allowed for a dramatic pause, then asked, "Why what, Cynthia?""Why," she repeated, trying to compose herself, "did you have to leave me? If you're able to, if you're alive, why haven't you gotten in touch? Why couldn't you have left just a simple note? Why couldn't you have at least said goodbye?"I could feel the electricity among the crew, the producers. No one was breathing. I knew what they were thinking. This was their money shot. This was going to be fucking awesome TV. I hated them for exploiting Cynthia's misery, for milking her suffering for entertainment purposes. Because that's what this was, ultimately. Entertainment. But I held my tongue, because I knew Cynthia probably understood all this, too, that they were taking advantage of her, that she was just another story to them, a way to fill up another half-hour show. She was willing to be exploited if it meant someone watching would step forward with the key to unlock her past.At the show's request, Cynthia had brought with her two dented cardboard shoeboxes of memories. Newspaper clippings, faded Polaroid photos, class pictures, report cards, all the bits and pieces that she'd managed to take from her house before she moved from it and went to live with her aunt, her mother's sister, a woman named Tess Berman.They had Cynthia sit at the kitchen table, the boxes open in front of her, taking out one memory and then another, laying them out as if starting to begin a jigsaw puzzle, looking for all the pieces with straight edges, trying to assemble the border, then work toward the middle.But there were no border pieces in Cynthia's shoeboxes. No way to work toward the center. Instead of having a thousand pieces to a single puzzle, it was like she had a single piece from a thousand different puzzles. "This is us," she said, showing off a Polaroid, "on a camping trip we took up in Vermont." The camera zoomed in on a disheveled-looking Todd and Cynthia standing on either side of their mother, a tent in the background. Cynthia looked about five, her brother seven, their faces smudged with earth, their mother smiling proudly, her hair wrapped in a red-and-white-checked kerchief. "I don't have any pictures of my father," she said mournfully. "He always took the pictures of the rest of us, so now I just have to remember how he looked. And I still see him, standing tall, always in his hat, that fedora, that little hint of a mustache. A handsome man. Todd took after him."She reached for a yellowed piece of newsprint. "Here's a clipping," Cynthia said, unfolding it gingerly, "from some things I found in my _father's drawer, what little was there." The camera moved in again, scanned the square of newspaper. It was a faded, grainy black-and-white picture of a school basketball team. A dozen boys faced the camera, some smiling, some making stupid faces. "Dad must have saved it because Todd was in it, when he was littler, although they left his name out of the caption. He was proud of us, Dad was. He told us all the time. He liked to joke that we were the best family that he'd ever had."They interviewed my principal, Rolly Carruthers."It's a mystery," he said. "I knew Clayton Bigge. We went fishing together a couple of times. He was a good man. I can't imagine what happened to them. Maybe there was some kind of Manson family, you know, heading across country, and Cynthia's family, they were just in the wrong place at the wrong time?"They interviewed Aunt Tess."I lost a sister, a brother-in-law, a nephew," she said. "But Cynthia, her loss was so much greater. She managed to beat the odds, to still turn out to be a great kid, a great person."From the Hardcover edition.

Editorial Reviews

"No Time for Goodbye just flies off the page. It's a one-sit thriller. You sit down with this book and you won't get up until you've turned the last page."—Michael Connelly"No Time for Goodbye is a high-speed emotional roller-coaster. The surprises will leave you breathless."—Robert Crais"A terrific page-turner that keeps you in suspense until the very end. If you like Harlan Coben, you'll love Linwood Barclay."—Peter Robinson, author of Piece of My Heart"No Time for Goodbye begins as an intriguing mystery then shifts with a sinister grace into a race-against-time thriller that begs to be read in a single sitting. Barclay sets his dark tale in the most familiar of surroundings, a decent, loving family, on the verge of being torn apart by tragic events 25 years old. The author’s unique voice finds terror in the most mundane of environments, an ordinary home, and thereby makes his shocking and original tale all the more compelling."—David Hewson, author of The Lizard's Bite"No Time for Goodbye is a turbo-charged, nonstop thriller that got me with every twist and turn. Linwood Barclay has written a mesmerizing, addictive page-turner that I just couldn’t put down. It’s one of the best suspense novels I’ve read in years."—Joseph Finder"No Time for Goodbye is a great suburban thriller---and that's not a contradiction in terms. Linwood Barclay doesn't make one false step, and the surprises just keep on coming. Don't start reading No Time for Goodbye late at night: you'll stay up to finish it." —Charlaine Harris"No Time for Goodbye is a deliciously smart thriller, full of surprises and perfect pacing. I'm jealous I didn't write it."—Alafair Burke, author of Dead Connection"No Time for Goodbye is one of the best thrillers of the year! Utterly riveting, it will grab you on page one and won't let you go until the final, stunning conclusion."—Tess Gerritsen, New York Times bestselling author of The Bone Garden“Skilled characterization and convincing dialogue.”—Publishers Weekly“A top-notch thriller... doesn’t stop until the last page.”–Library Journal, starred reviewFrom the Hardcover edition.