Yes!” Cadman interrupted, his face brimming with joy. “We’ve done it!” All heads turned towards him as he high-fived his team members. “We’ve spiked. We have actually made history. This is now the most hashtagged global event since social media began. And we are dead centre in the eye of the storm!” He looked towards each juror in search of someone who shared his enthusiasm. Their faces were deadpan. “Tough crowd.” He shrugged. Feel free to invite some friends to join our Round Table community!http://www.goodreads.com/group/invite_members/26989-goodreads-authors-readers The One has been translated into 30 different languages and is to be turned into an eight-part Netflix series starting in autumn 2020.

Virtually every plot beat seems plausible and imminent…Marrs laces his fast-paced tale with delectably mordant satire.”— The Washington Post Are you sure your parents have kept the date free?’ asked Sam. ‘Your mum’s hopeless when it comes to remembering she’s volunteered to babysit.’ We’re beginning to see major advances in driver-less car technology. Now even being test driven across North America and all over the world. Overall: It was such an irresistibly fun and entertaining book and another winner added to my favourite reads shelf. I thoroughly enjoyed the reading experience!!! Everyone needs to read this book!! The passengers are: a TV star, a pregnant young woman, a disabled war hero, an abused wife fleeing her husband, an illegal immigrant, a husband and wife – and parents of two – who are travelling in separate vehicles and a suicidal man. Now the public have to judge who should survive but are the passengers all that they first seem?

We meet eight individuals, all with one thing in common: they are getting into their autonomous cars around the same time, on the same day. Situations are still going to arise where an accident is imminent, but without a human to control the vehicle, what will happen if you are to say, hit grandma crossing the street, versus crash head on into a vehicle carrying the country's most loved footballer? Authors, if you are a member of the Goodreads Author Program, you can edit information about your own books. Find out how in this guide. Was Sam correct in believing that he had just as much of a right to be saved as his wife Heidi? Should the father of a child be treated the same as the mother?

Sofia laughed. ‘It’s never under my control darling. That’s why I have people. To make sure things are controlled for me.’ Welp. I think I've reached the end of the road (har har) with John Marrs. I loved The One and The Good Samaritan, but Keeping It In The Family, The Marriage Act, and now this one have all been subpar or worse. I want to thank Edelweiss, Berkley and the author for the arc of this book in exchange for a honest review.Self-driving cars have recently become the norm in England. Their government has pledged that soon all of England’s roads will be a completely autonomous network and that all manual vehicles will be banned within the next ten years. If you’ve read any of John Marrs’ previous books then you know you are in for an original story line full of fascinating characters who all tell their story through their own voices and chapters and somehow are all brought together in a clever and gripping way and THE PASSENGERS does exactly that. Sofia unhooked the clasp of her vintage Chanel handbag and removed a compact mirror. She applied another coat of her trademark crimson colour to her lips and watched, displeased, as it bled into vertical lines under her nose. She squinted at how pale her grey eyes had become and made a mental note to ask Rupert’s assistant to research medical procedures that might reduce their milky hue. With her veneers, enhanced cheekbones, hairpieces and breast augmentations, momentarily she wondered if all that was left of the original Sofia Bradbury was her ambition.

The premise of this novel had me intrigued from the very start. From the synopsis, I expected The Purge, but set in a Tesla.Harsh lighting above the mirror reflected from his scalp and emphasised how thin the hair was becoming around his temples. He’d recently begun keeping it cropped rather than trying to style and hide it. He remembered his father warning him and his brother that he had begun receding by his thirtieth birthday, and Jude was following suit. His friends took medication to keep their hair in place; Jude rejected it along with all popular cosmetic alterations. He hadn’t even fixed the two bottom teeth that leaned against one another, which meant he always smiled with closed lips. A sort of cost-benefit analysis that takes into consideration the greater good of society as opposed to personal want.

He looked to his wrist for the time, forgetting he had long discarded his watch. It had gathered details from his pulse and temperature to reveal his metabolism, blood pressure and many other diagnosis’s he didn’t care to be informed about. He didn’t need to read the digits on a display to know his stress levels were soaring. The passengers speak for themselves and tells the jurors and the public why they should be saved and they have lots of secrets about their pasts. All of the jurors are different. There is an illegal immigrant, a T.V. Star, a suicidal man, an abused wife fleeing her husband, a disabled war hero, a pregnant woman, and parents of two kids,

From the Publisher

One of the reasons I'm drawn to everything that John Marrs writes is that he takes the mundane and gives it a soapy spin. I mean this as the highest of compliments, because there's nothing I adore more than a unique idea that's brimming with drama, and I like for my psychological thrillers to contain not only the traditional aspects of crime fiction, but also the secrets hidden by our characters that pertain to their daily lives. I was slightly worried going into this one that the overwhelmingly large cast of characters would cause me to lose focus, but I should have known better than to not implicitly trust that the author knew exactly what he was doing. There was never a moment while reading this that I felt bored, or that the details were inconsequential to the story. It was so well-crafted.