Edinburgh Twilight (Ian Hamilton Mysteries #1)

by Carole Lawrence

“He’s a librarian.” “How did you come to meet him?” Ian smiled; Aunt Lillian loved a good story. “I’m sorry to disappoint you with the rather unextraordinary fact that I met him at the library.” “Ah, well, these things can’t be helped,” she said,

“When you look into your own soul, do you not find a shadowed corner that takes secret delight at the suffering of others? The Germans even have a word for it—Schadenfreude.”