The Final Stitch by Nadija Mujagic

 Relentless, chilling, and quietly devastating.

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The Final Stitch, as with the rest of the books in this series, doesn’t just pull you into its mystery—it threads you through it, stitch by stitch, until you’re tangled in the same web Agent Adams can’t seem to escape. Since The First Thread, I have had to know what happens next and how this all unfolds.

As with the previous books, this is exceptionally well-written. Mujagic has a rare ability to fully immerse me in the investigation—not just the crime itself, but the emotional turmoil left behind by the long-unsolved mysteries. The pacing is relentless, never letting up on the pulse-pounding urgency of the investigation. And yet, the story never rushes. It’s precise and devastating in all the right ways. That’s what truly stays with you.

Agent Adams is once again a powerhouse of determination and perseverance. The deeper Adams digs, the more it feels like she’s unraveling herself along with the case—and I loved that. She's haunted but not broken, relentless but not reckless. You believe in her because she has to believe she can find answers, even when everything around her is screaming to let it go.

And then there's Charlotte Mercer—the missing girl. The name whispered throughout like a curse and a prayer. The ghost from the past that has haunted this entire series. Mujagic handles her story with heartbreaking care and delicacy. She’s not just a missing girl; she’s the axis everything spins around. It never feels exploitative—it feels like the justice being demanded, not just sought by Agent Adams.

The final act? Unwavering truth, consequence, and the bitter ache of unresolved grief meeting a few hard-won answers. Based on true events, this novel feels too real to shake off. The Final Stitch doesn’t just tell a story—it exposes the cost of stitching one back together.

And truly—what sets this book (and series) apart is the after. Long after I closed the book, I found myself thinking about it. Never able to shake the story. Now needing to dig. Immerse myself into all the stories behind the series that inspired Mujagic to write this in the first place. Turning over the real-life roots of the story. Pondering justice, silence, grief. Nadija, you have a gift not just for storytelling, but for crafting narratives that echo in my mind for days, even years. You make me feel the stories. Sit with them. Wrestle with them.

It’s more than a book—more than a series—it’s a journey and I’m honored to have been a part of it.