Publishers have been promising us the next Gone Girl pretty much since the moment Gillian Flynn hit print on that manuscript. But as far as page-turning, head-spinning, totally engrossing psychological thrillers go, nothing has been able to hold a candle to it.
In The Girl on the Train, the deliciously chilling debut from British author Paula Hawkins, we meet a trio of unreliable narrators whose increasingly interlocking stories collide in spectacular, mind-bending ways.
Rachel, a 30-something Londoner, bides her time on the commuter rail daydreaming about one particular house she passes on her route and the perfect-looking couple inside it. But one day, Rachel sees the woman kissing another man. And the next day, the woman goes missing.
Rachel speaks up, but no one seems to trust her. Is she just a harmless voyeur? Or is there more to the story? Once we start to hear from the missing woman, and from Rachel’s ex-husband’s new wife, the answer to that seems clear.
We’ll say no more--as with any good mystery, the less you know, the better--but trust us, this is one train you don’t want to miss.