The Scariest Book

You sometimes see weirdness in the public library--for example, a dude just walked by with the exact same haircut Randy Quaid had in that Farrelly Brothers movie KINGPIN.  And that reminded me of something I had meant to post the other night.

This is a dumb story, but I like it when I have something for my blog, even a dumb thing like this.  I was closing on Friday, the librarians had gone home, and one of the last things I do is walk through the library to check that the emergency door is secured (it has an alarm on it, so I don't imagine it ever isn't locked).

Do you see what I see?

And on this night, I was on my way through when I spied--or thought I spied--someone looking at me from one of the aisles.  My blood went cold as I stopped in my tracks and looked over again . . . and yes, there was a guy standing behind the book trolly, looking my way.

I took a step in that direction, and of course, it was just Harlan Coben, up to his old tricks.  One of his books had been placed there in such a way that, well, see for yourself.

As I said, it was no big thing.  But I had been warned that Coben was a vindictive man, and then I went and said that the two books I read by him had the exact same plot.  

Is it too late to apologize?