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Notes From Your BooksellerJoanna Margaret’s debut The Bequest goes on sale in the middle of the college school year. And the timing is PERFECT because we know you’ll be wanting those dark academia feels—an autumn sweater, the conspiratorial whispers of PhD students, and professors wanting us to hunker down in the library “tombs” with this delicious mystery. Named a "Most Anticipated" October Thriller by Bustle, PopSugar, & CrimeReads After her professor’s suspicious death, a PhD student uncovers dark machinations among her academic associates in this "richly atmospheric and irresistibly readable" (Joyce Carol Oates) Gothic mystery set between Scotland, Italy, and France. Fleeing a disastrous affair with a colleague in Boston, Isabel Henley moves to Scotland to begin a PhD with a renowned feminist professor—only to learn, upon arrival, that her advisor has suffered a deadly fall. Soon after, Isabel is informed that another scholar at the university is about to publish a book on her dissertation topic, leaving her disconcerted and in search of a new subject, all while struggling to acclimate to her new home abroad. Isabel needs a good friend during such a rocky start, and finds one when she reconnects with Rose Brewster, her charismatic classmate from undergrad. But when Rose confides to Isabel that she is in trouble, and then goes missing, Isabel’s already-unsteady life is sent into a tailspin. A suicide note surfaces, followed by a coded message: Rose is alive but, unless Isabel can complete the research begun before her friend’s disappearance, both women will be killed by her captors. As Isabel follows the Rose’s paper trail from Genoa to Florence and, finally, to Paris, she uncovers family secrets, the legend of an enormous cursed emerald, and a chain of betrayal and treason which parallels her own perilous present. If she can put the pieces together soon, she could solve a 400-year-old mystery—and save her and her friend’s lives in the process. Combining epistolary elements, Gothic suspense, and an atmospheric “dark academia” setting, The Bequest is a gripping literary thriller that will appeal to fans of Alex Michaelides’ The Maidens and Donna Tartt’s The Secret History. Product DetailsISBN-13: 9781613163443 Media Type: Hardcover Publisher: Penzler Publishers Publication Date: 10-18-2022 Pages: 312 Product Dimensions: 6.20(w) x 9.10(h) x 1.50(d)About the Author Joanna Margaret is an art historian whose previous writing and scholarly work has focused on Florentine aristocrats in sixteenth-century France. She holds a PhD from the University of St. Andrews and an MFA from NYU, where Joyce Carol Oates served as her thesis advisor. The Bequest is her first novel.Read an Excerpt Read an Excerpt She shut her eyes and took a few steps closer to the edge. She didn’t need to run away. Not yet. Cold, loud wind rushed into her ears. A branch snapped, and she felt a presence. Smelling a hint of familiar perfume, she opened her eyes and swiveled around. “You startled me,” she said, leaning forward, surveying the khaki-colored shrubs, the band of blue-black sea in the distance. Other than a few haggard trees, they were completely alone. “I’ve been curious about this view.” She dropped her arms by her sides, and made an effort to lighten the tone of her voice. “Do you like it?” “Gorgeous. But didn’t you see the forecast? They’re expecting a storm. You should be careful. Everything can change out here. Very, very quickly.” She looked up at the clouds. They were heavy, full. “I thought a couple of hours in fresh air, disconnected, might clear my mind. And I’m waiting for someone. Should arrive any minute.” A single laugh. “It’s windy today! You’re too close to the edge. Let’s go somewhere warm where we can talk.” She stood still. “Did you think over what we discussed?” “Yes.” “Well?” “I can’t. I can’t do it. I’m sorry.” Crisp air swished through her hair, slapping it across her face. “It’s okay. I understand. Did you tell anyone about what you saw?” She stepped back. “No one will hurt you, I promise. But I need to know.” “Of course I didn’t.” A dense fog hovered over them. Soon she wouldn’t be able to see the horizon. She twisted her hair into a bun, and glanced behind her. “You’ll get along with my new student. She’s very accomplished. Brilliant. She can help. With—anything.” Her scalp itched with chilled sweat. She loosened her wool scarf, and a current of fear coursed over the bare skin on her neck. She understood. It was too late. She lifted her hand to her cheek to still her trembling jaw. The voice was gentle, consoling. “I only want to talk. There’s no need to be afraid. I care about you, and will respect you, no matter what.” She stepped closer. “And you know how I feel.” A wordless struggle, a strong shove. “Je t’en pris,” she said, on her hands and knees now. “Please. I’m sorry.” With the second shove, a scrambling of gravel off the ledge, a choked cry melting into waves of wind as her body tumbles down, down, all the way to the rocks. And then silence. Only some air whooshing through the thin branches of sparse trees, and a crunching of footsteps, slow and unburdened. Show More