{"product_id":"the-secret-place-isbn-9780143127512","title":"The Secret Place","description":"\u003cb\u003e“An absolutely mesmerizing read. . . . Tana French is simply this: a truly great writer.” —Gillian Flynn\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eRead the \u003ci\u003eNew York Times \u003c\/i\u003ebestseller by Tana French, \u003cb\u003eauthor of the \u003ci\u003eThe Hunter\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e and “the most important crime novelist to emerge in the past 10 years” (\u003ci\u003eThe Washington Post\u003c\/i\u003e).\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA year ago a boy was found murdered at a girlsʼ boarding school, and the case was never solved. Detective Stephen Moran has been waiting for his chance to join Dublin’s Murder Squad when sixteen-year-old Holly Mackey arrives in his office with a photo of the boy with the caption: “I KNOW WHO KILLED HIM.” Stephen joins with Detective Antoinette Conway to reopen the case—beneath the watchful eye of Holly’s father, fellow detective Frank Mackey. With the clues leading back to Holly’s close-knit group of friends, to their rival clique, and to the tangle of relationships that bound them all to the murdered boy, the private underworld of teenage girls turns out to be more mysterious and more dangerous than the detectives imagined.\u003cb\u003eA \u003ci\u003eKIRKUS REVIEWS \u003c\/i\u003eBEST FICTION BOOK OF THE CENTURY\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“An absolutely mesmerizing read.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Gillian Flynn \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“A book full of giddy, slangy, devious schoolgirls who cannot be trusted about anything, at least not on the first, second, third or fourth rounds of questioning...Part of this book’s trickiness is its way of letting characters hide the truth behind the smoke screen of language and let both readers and investigators gradually figure out who is lying.” \u003cbr\u003e— \u003cb\u003eJanet Maslin, \u003ci\u003eThe New York Times \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“There are echoes of Leopold and Loeb and Donna Tartt’s \u003ci\u003eThe Secret History\u003c\/i\u003e, but the language and landscape are unmistakably French’s, as is the way she excavates the past to illuminate the present.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eO Magazine\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Terrific—terrifying, amazing, and the prose is incandescent.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Stephen King\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Tana French is irrefutably one of the best crime fiction writers out there…[The Secret Place is] dizzyingly addictive…don’t miss this one.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003eThe Associated Press*\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“clever and crude and vulgar and vicious in one breath and deeply, profoundly tragic in the next.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Marilyn Stasio, \u003ci\u003eThe New York Times Book Review\u003c\/i\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“French is such a gorgeous writer: She’s a poet of mood and a master builder of plots . . . \u003ci\u003eThe Secret Place\u003c\/i\u003e is another eerie triumph for French.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Maureen Corrigan,\u003ci\u003e The Washington Post\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“French pegs each [character] with cold, cruel precision, one by one, like a knife thrower popping balloons…it makes the world of \u003ci\u003eThe Secret Place\u003c\/i\u003e pop into prickly-sharp focus and full color\u003cb\u003e.”\u003cbr\u003e— Lev Grossman,\u003ci\u003e Time\u003c\/i\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“\u003ci\u003eThe Secret Place\u003c\/i\u003e will keep you up all night.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eBustle\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“\u003ci\u003eThe Secret Place\u003c\/i\u003e may be French’s best novel yet and that’s saying something. She’s that good.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe New York Daily News\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“rendered vividly, with sharp dialogue and finely observed detail.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Wall Street Journal\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“\u003ci\u003eGone Girl \u003c\/i\u003efans will revel in this enthralling thriller.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003ePeople\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“[Tana French’s] mysteries are less procedurals and more thoughtful, smart, stunningly clever and well-written literary yarns.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eUSA Today\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“A twisting, teasing, and tense murder mystery that, while impressive in the matter of whodunit, soars on the psychological insights of whydunit. \u003ci\u003eThe Secret Place\u003c\/i\u003e rips you to shreds, too, but in all the right ways. While channeling teens and cops alike, Tana French has – OMG, like, totes, amazeball – written a novel that seems all but certain to be among the best mysteries of the year”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Christian Science Monitor\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“\u003ci\u003eThe Secret Place\u003c\/i\u003e is Tana French’s latest extraordinary procedural… French’s plots are inventive and her prose is elegant, but she’s always been more interested in character development. Here, her steely gaze brilliantly nails the baffled and baffling emotions of teenagers on the verge of adulthood.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Seattle Times\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“French…writes beautifully.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Boston Globe\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“\u003ci\u003eThe Secret Place\u003c\/i\u003e is an absorbing take on a hot subgenre by one of our most skillful suspense novelists.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003ePopmatters\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“[Tana French] simply nails it…I just could not put it down!”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eBookPage \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“\u003ci\u003eThe Secret Place\u003c\/i\u003e simmers and seethes with skillfully crafted suspense, and French's prose often shines with beauty. But her strongest point is her characters, who are sharply observed and layered into complex and surprising people, revealed both in the wild memories of the flashback sequences and the crushing pressure of the interrogations in the present.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eTampa Bay Times\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“If you’re a thriller fan and haven’t discovered the wonders of Tana French, her latest, \u003ci\u003eThe Secret Place\u003c\/i\u003e, will surely get you hooked, and by hooked, we mean feverishly reading till the wee hours… An exceptional thriller. Be prepared — but the ride will be worth it.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eDallas Morning News\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Mesmerizing…French stealthily spins a web of teenage secrets with a very adult crime at the center.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003ePublishers Weekly \u003c\/i\u003e(Starred Review)\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Complex characters and a vivid sense of place are at the heart of French’s literary success…”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eBooklist \u003c\/i\u003e(Starred Review)\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“[Tana French] has few peers in her combination of literary stylishness and intricate, clockwork plotting… Beyond the murder mystery, which leaves the reader in suspense throughout, the novel explores the mysteries of friendship, loyalty and betrayal, not only among adolescents, but within the police force as well. Everyone is this meticulously crafted novel might be playing—or being played by—everyone else.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eKirkus\u003c\/i\u003e (Starred Review)\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Tana French expertly lays bare the striations of age, class and gender that keep people apart while making them need each other more. With carefully crafted characters and motives, French not only makes a boarding school murder seem plausible, she makes the reader wonder how teenagers could ever live in such close quarters without doing each other grievous bodily harm.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003eShelf Awareness (Starred Review)\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cb\u003eTana French\u003c\/b\u003e is also the author of \u003ci\u003eIn the Woods\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe Likeness\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eFaithful Place\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eBroken Harbor\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eThe Secret Place\u003c\/i\u003e. Her books have won awards including the Edgar, Anthony, Macavity, and Barry awards, the \u003ci\u003eLos Angeles Times\u003c\/i\u003e Award for Best Mystery\/Thriller, and the Irish Book Award for Crime Fiction. She lives in Dublin with her family.***This excerpt is from an advance uncorrected proof***\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCopyright © 2014 Tana French\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cp\u003eHolly dumped her schoolbag on the floor. Hooked a thumb under her lapel, to point the crest at me. Said, ‘I go to Kilda’s now.’ And watched me.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eSt Kilda’s: the kind of school the likes of me aren’t supposed to have heard of. Never would have heard of, if it wasn’t for a dead young fella. \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eGirls’ secondary, private, leafy suburb. Nuns. A year back, two of the nuns went for an early stroll and found a boy lying in a grove of trees, in a back corner of the school grounds. At first they thought he was asleep, drunk maybe. The full-on nun-voice thunder: Young man! But he didn’t move.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eChristopher Harper, sixteen, from the boys’ school one road and two extra-high walls away. Sometime during the night, someone had bashed his head in.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eEnough manpower to build an office block, enough overtime to pay off mortgages, enough paper to dam a river. A dodgy janitor, handyman, something: eliminated. A classmate who’d had a punch-up with the victim: eliminated. Local scary non-nationals seen being locally scary: eliminated.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThen nothing. No more suspects, no reason why Christopher was on St Kilda’s grounds. Then less overtime, and fewer men, and more nothing. You can’t say it, not with a kid for a victim, but the case was done. \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHolly pulled her lapel straight again. ‘You know about Chris Harper,’ she said. ‘Right?’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘Right,’ I said. ‘Were you at St Kilda’s back then?’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘Yeah. I’ve been there since first year.’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnd left it at that, making me work for every step. One wrong question and she’d be gone, I’d be thrown away: got too old, another useless adult who didn’t understand. I picked carefully.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘Are you a boarder?’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘The last two years, yeah.’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘Were you there the night it happened?’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘The night Chris got killed.’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eBlue flash of annoyance. No patience for pussyfooting, or anyway not from other people.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘The night Chris got killed,’ I said. ‘Were you there?’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘I wasn’t there there. Obviously. But I was in school, yeah.’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘Did you see something? Hear something?’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnnoyance again, sparking hotter this time. ‘They already asked me that. The Murder detectives. They asked all of us, like, a thousand times.’ \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI said, ‘But you could have remembered something since. Or changed your mind about keeping something quiet.’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘I’m not stupid. I know how this stuff works. Remember?’ She was on her toes, ready to head for the door.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eChange of tack. ‘Did you know Chris?’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHolly quieted. ‘Just from around. Our schools do stuff together; you get to know people. We weren’t close, or anything, but our gangs had hung out together a bunch of times.’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘What was he like?’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShrug. ‘A guy.’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘Did you like him?’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShrug again. ‘He was there.’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI know Holly’s da, a bit. Frank Mackey, Undercover. You go at him straight, he’ll dodge and come in sideways; you go at him sideways, he’ll charge head down. I said, ‘You came here because there’s something you want me to know. I’m not going to play guessing games I can’t win. If you’re not sure you want to tell me, then go away and have a think till you are. If you’re sure now, then spit it out.’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHolly approved of that. Almost smiled again; nodded instead. \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘There’s this board,’ she said. ‘In school. A noticeboard. It’s on the top floor, across from the art room. It’s called the Secret Place. If you’ve got a secret, like if you hate your parents or you like a guy or whatever, you can put it on a card and stick it up there.’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eNo point asking why anyone would want to. Teenage girls: you’ll never understand.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘Yesterday evening, me and my friends were up in the art room – we’re working on this project. I forgot my phone up there when we left, but I didn’t notice till lights-out, so I couldn’t get it then. I went up for it first thing this morning, before breakfast.’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eComing out way too pat; not a pause or a blink, not a stumble. Another girl, I’d’ve called bullshit. But Holly had practice, and she had her da; for all I knew, he took a statement every time she was late home. \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘I had a look at the board,’ Holly said. Bent to her schoolbag, flipped it open. ‘Just on my way past.’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnd there it was: the hand hesitating above the green folder. The extra second when she kept her face turned down to the bag, away from me, ponytail tumbling to hide her. Not ice-cream-cool and smooth right through, after all.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThen she straightened and met my eyes again, blank-faced. Her hand came up, held out the green folder. Let go as soon as I touched it, so quick I almost let it fall.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e‘This was on the board.’\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThe folder said ‘Holly Mackey, 4L, Social Awareness Studies’, scribbled over. Inside: clear plastic envelope. Inside that: a thumbtack, fallen down into one corner, and a piece of card.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI recognised the face faster than I’d recognised Holly’s. He had spent weeks on every front page and every TV screen, on every department bulletin.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThis was a different shot. Caught turning over his shoulder against a blur of spring-green leaves, mouth opening in a laugh. Good-looking. Glossy brown hair, brushed forward boyband-style to thick dark eyebrows that sloped down at the outsides, gave him a puppydog look. Clear skin, rosy cheeks; a few freckles along the cheekbones, not a lot. A jaw that would’ve turned out strong, if there’d been time. Wide grin that crinkled his eyes and nose. A little bit cocky, a little bit sweet. Young, everything that rises green in your mind when you hear the word young. Summer romance, baby brother’s hero, cannon-fodder.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eGlued below his face, across his blue T-shirt: words cut out of a book, spaced wide like a ransom note. 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