By Åsa Larsson
A bright story of suspense from one in all Sweden's best crime writers.
As spring arrives within the a ways north of Sweden, a tender woman's physique surfaces throughout the breaking ice of the River Thorne. whilst, visions of a shadowy determine hang-out the goals of Rebecka Martinsson, a prosecutor in within sight Karuna. may the physique belong to the ghost in her desires? And the place is the lifeless girl's boyfriend?
Joining forces once more with Police Inspector Anna-Maria Mella, Rebecka unearths herself drawn into an research that stirs up long-dormant rumors of a German offer aircraft that went lacking in 1943--and of Nazi collaborators within the city, the place disgrace and secrecy shroud the locals' stories of the war.
And at the windswept shore of a frozen lake lurks a assassin who will kill back to maintain the prior buried without end underneath part a century's silent ice and snow.
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Holding on for her life, before it slipped away entirely, in falls and headaches and the horrifying sense of sliding away into insanity. All the bad things simply . . stopped. Her taut muscles loosened, her eyes closed, her nose was buried in a sweater that smelled of fabric softener and man, with a faint tang of smoke. She was being held tightly, engulfed in strong arms and warmth and her mind simply blanked. She was so used to the background buzz of anxiety and fear in her head, a constant hiss of static tinged with darkness, that she simply blissed out at its absence.
Interested. ” It had been so long since she‟d felt anything like this, since she‟d been part of that whole manwoman thing. Her only contact with men over the past nine months had been with doctors and physical therapists, then lawyers as she settled her father‟s estate. She‟d nearly forgotten that she was a woman. Daniel Weston made her feel female once again. She felt a connection to him and even though it was probably a sign of her craziness, because the connection was in her dreams, right at this moment she didn‟t feel cold and alone and listless, which had been her default emotional setting for more time than she cared to think about.
He touched his baseball cap with his index finger in a salute, then took off with a squeal of t ires, leaving her completely alone on the deserted street. The trip had been such a nightmare. She‟d regretted it the moment she‟d left the house in the pouring rain. The taxi had got caught in a jam due to the sudden downpour, tipping her out at departures barely in time to make it to the gate. Two huge Airbuses were boarding and the gates were crowded with far more passengers than the relatively small Tampa airport was equipped to handle.