The woman that we meet at the beginning of The Passenger by Lisa Lutz is not Tanya. Nor is she Amelia or Debra or Emma or an of the other people she tells us she is. But she is interesting. She greets us with this introduction:
In case you were wondering, I didn't do it. I didn't have anything to do with Frank's death. I don't have an alibi, so you'll have to take my word for it.
Our protagonist is on the run, but unfortunately for her, she's not very good at it. She picks up names, identities, in a haphazard, desperate manner that often leaves her holding an empty bag. Along the way, she meets some curious characters, including Blue, another woman on the run that the reader isn't sure she, or our protagonist, should trust. It isn't until the very end that we learn why she's really been running for the last ten years, though it's referenced many times.
Lutz does an excellent job of hiding the twists and turns in this story and keeping it very exciting. Disappointingly, I think the biggest twist that Lutz intended was visible from miles away. Still, it was a fast, fun ride through a mystery that is exciting and well told.