

Hannah is a best-selling author back in Australia, and as she’s writing about daily life in another country, she accepts the offer from a Boston-based fan to review her chapters and look for anachronisms in vocabulary – ‘jumper’ instead of ‘sweater,’ ‘crisps’ instead of ‘potato chips,’ and the like – as well as any errors describing the locations. At first I had trouble keeping them straight.Īfter that unusual bonding experience, the four spend much time together, especially when their curiosity is raised by the discovery of a murdered woman, presumably the screamer, under a table in the library meeting room. I rather wish one of the men had a more ordinary name, because Cain and Whit, while not alike in terms of spelling, are both unusual, short, trendy names. The other woman, Marigold, heavily tattooed, has a rather obvious crush on their tablemate, Whit Metters, and the fourth is a handsome fellow named Cain McLeod.

They speculate, start to chat, introduce themselves and soon wander off for coffee as a group. They’ve all four quietly checked each other out, but the ice is broken when a piercing scream shatters the library’s stillness. So, what you are reading are the chapters in Hannah’s novel, concerning Freddie and her new friends. They’d make great characters in her novel, she thinks. One day she finds herself at a table with three more young people and idly muses about them. Her main character, Winifred ‘Freddie’ Kinkaid is also an author, working on a new book in the inspiring setting of the Boston Public Library. In this story, Australian author Hannah is writing a contemporary novel set in the United States. You may be familiar with Gentill’s ten historical novels featuring gentleman detective Rowland Sinclair and though this is not part of that series it displays the same storytelling chops. When you read Sulari Gentill’s new psychological thriller, The Woman in the Library, you may need to stop every so often and think, ‘Where am I?’ Its clever plot is like a set of nesting boxes, and you have to check which box you’re in.
