A couple of weekends ago, I found myself on an unexpected flight back from Minnesota. I had taken my laptop along in lieu of other entertainment, intending to get a lot of work done, but on the last leg of my journey, I just wasn’t feeling it. So, I started wandering around the Charlotte, NC airport looking for reading material. It took no fewer than three bookstores for me to find one with a selection that included anything other than Danielle Steele, Nicholas Sparks, and James Patterson, but I did finally come across a book that I had been planning to read for a few months: Devil in the White City. I finally wrapped up the book last night, so here is my quick and dirty review.