Over a million copies sold. “A twisty, roller coaster ride of a debut. Fans of Gone Girl will embrace this equally evocative tale.” —Lisa Gardner, #1 New York Times bestselling author “I’ve been following her for the past few days. I know where she buys her groceries, where she has her dry cleaning done, where she works. I don’t know the color of her eyes or what they look like when she’s scared. But I will.” One night, Mia Dennett enters a bar to meet her on-again, off-again boyfriend. But when he doesn’t show, she unwisely leaves with an enigmatic stranger. At first Colin Thatcher seems like a safe one-night stand. But following Colin home will turn out to be the worst mistake of Mia’s life. When Colin decides to hide Mia in a secluded cabin in rural Minnesota instead of delivering her to his employers, Mia’s mother, Eve, and detective Gabe Hoffman will stop at nothing to find them. But no one could have predicted the emotional entanglements that eventually cause this family’s world to shatter. An addictively suspenseful and tautly written thriller, The Good Girl is a propulsive debut that reveals how even in the perfect family, nothing is as it seems. Don't miss Mary Kubica's newest novel, It's Not Her, where two families vacationing together at a secluded lake resort are at the center of a chilling crime and mysterious disappearance. And look for the new editions of Pretty Baby , Don’t You Cry , The Other Mrs. and Every Last Lie featuring brand new covers! More edge-of-your-seat thrillers by New York Times bestselling author Mary Kubica: Pretty Baby - Don’t You Cry - Every Last Lie - When the Lights Go Out - Local Woman Missing - Just The Nicest Couple - The Other Mrs. - She’s Not Sorry - It's Not Her "Thrilling and illuminating... [Pretty Baby] raises the ante on the genre and announces the welcome second coming of a talent well worth watching." -LA Times "A hypnotic psychological thriller.... [Pretty Baby] builds to a stunning climax involving revelations you won't see coming." -People "A twisty, roller coaster ride of a debut. Fans of Gone Girl will embrace this equally evocative tale." -Lisa Gardner, #1 New York Times bestselling author "This isn't your typical thriller.... [It] practically has you holding your breath for all 300 pages." -Bustle.com "Single White Female on steroids.... If you haven't read Mary Kubica yet, you need to start right this minute... This riveting psychological thriller had me turning the pages at warp speed." -Lisa Scottoline, New York Times bestselling author of Corrupted "Kubica's powerful debut...will encourage comparisons to Gone Girl." -Publishers Weekly, starred review "Psychologically rich and pulse pounding, The Good Girl had me hooked from the very first sentence and didn't let go until the final word." -Heather Gudenkauf, bestselling author of The Weight of Silence and Little Mercies "[Kubica's] masterful handling of plot makes The Good Girl hard to put down." -The Columbus Dispatch "The Good Girl has everything going for it. A fresh new style...the denouement will stun. I look forward to Kubica's next novel." -Florida Times-Union "A cleverly constructed suspense thriller." -Chicago Tribune, Printer's Row Mary Kubica is a New York Times bestselling author of thrillers including The Good Girl , Local Woman Missing and She''s Not Sorry . Her books have been translated into over thirty languages and have sold over five million copies worldwide. She’s been described as “a helluva storyteller” ( Kirkus Reviews ) and “a writer of vice-like control” ( Chicago Tribune ), and her novels have been praised as “hypnotic” ( People ) and “thrilling and illuminating” ( LA Times ). She lives outside Chicago with her husband and children. EVE BEFORE I'm sitting at the breakfast nook sipping from a mug of cocoa when the phone rings. I'm lost in thought, staring out the back window at the lawn that now, in the throes of an early fall, abounds with leaves. They're dead mostly, some still clinging lifelessly to the trees. It's late afternoon. The sky is overcast, the temperatures doing a nosedive into the forties and fifties. I'm not ready for this, I think, wondering where in the world the time has gone. Seems like just yesterday we were welcoming spring and then, moments later, summer. The phone startles me and I'm certain it's a telemarketer, so I don't initially bother to rise from my perch. I relish the last few hours of silence I have before James comes thundering through the front doors and intrudes upon my world, and the last thing I want to do is waste precious minutes on some telemarketer's sales pitch that I'm certain to refuse. The irritating noise of the phone stops and then starts again. I answer it for no other reason than to make it stop. "Hello?" I ask in a vexed tone, standing now in the center of the kitchen, one hip pressed against the island. "Mrs. Dennett?" the woman asks. I consider for a moment telling