Synopsis according to Goodreads:
Hole suspects a link between a menacing letter he’s received and the disappearance of Jonas’s mother—and of perhaps a dozen other women, all of whom went missing on the day of a first snowfall. As his investigation deepens, something else emerges: he is becoming a pawn in an increasingly terrifying game whose rules are devised—and constantly revised—by the killer.“
It isn’t just that Harry Hole is a (barely) recovering alcoholic, with poor social skills and good instincts. It’s that he doesn’t figure everything out. He makes mistakes- major ones, repeatedly. He follows the clues and his gut, and even when we the audience know he’s wrong…he’s still just an Inspector.
And because I love realistically flawed characters, I was entertained (albeit frustrated) by his leaping to conclusions, missing clues, and general assumptions. I also got the distinct impression that Norway is tiny and not used to crime of any kind.
If you enjoy creepy crime novels, especially serial killer novels that will have you guessing whodunnit until the last 5 chapters of the book or so, you’ll want to read this one. And you don’t need to be familiar with Nesbo’s other books to jump in, or understand Harry.
But you probably shouldn’t read it on the first day of snow.
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