Pines: Wayward Pines: 1 (The Wayward Pines Trilogy)

by Blake Crouch

It had been hard to tell in the low light, but in proximity she was damn good looking—a few years younger than Ethan, with model cheekbones, short-torsoed and long-legged. Had probably been a stone-cold knockout in her twenties, although thirty-four or thirty-five—whatever she was now—didn’t seem to be treating her too badly.

tell me a man wrote this book without telling me a man wrote this book