6:40 to Montreal was a trip I hope never to go on. Featuring a flawed (but not annoyingly so) protagonist, and a cast of characters that came alive, this book was a suspenseful trapped-in-a-room-with-a-dead-body delight. The author peeled back layers of the main character/narrator as the story went on and the ending, while not actually explanatory, was satisfying. This isn't a feel-good story about an author, but it did a good job of getting inside someone's head who's dealing with a lot and not handling it super well. And, I was "in" the story enough that I began to worry about where my next meal was going to come from.

I'd recommend this book to anyone who wants a thriller they absorb in pretty much the amount of time it's supposed to take place in.