By Åsa Larsson
At the ground of a church in northern Sweden, the physique of a guy lies mutilated and defiled–and within the evening sky, the aurora borealis dances because the snow starts off to fall....So starts off Åsa Larsson’s spellbinding mystery, winner of Sweden’s top First Crime Novel Award and a global literary sensation.
Rebecka Martinsson is heading domestic to Kiruna, town she’d left in shame years prior to. A Stockholm lawyer, Rebecka has a great cause to come back: her pal Sanna, whose brother has been horrifically murdered within the revivalist church his air of mystery helped create. attractive and fragile, Sanna wishes anyone like Rebecka to take away the shadow of guilt that's engulfing her, to prevent an bold prosecutor and a dogged policewoman. yet to assist her buddy, and to discover the genuine killer of a guy she as soon as loved and is no longer definite she ever knew, Rebecka needs to relive the darkness she left in the back of in Kiruna, delve right into a sordid conspiracy of deceit, and confront a killer whose reasons are darkish, wrenching, and very unlikely to guess....
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The scent of nachos teased me. My fingers itched to pick up a ball, to send it flying down the lane. I loved bowling. I just hadn’t done it in weeks…because of him. Of Aaron. This was where we had our first date. Where we were supposed to be having a date. Right now. A sharp pang stabbed my heart and each thud was like a hammer against my chest. How had things gotten so messed up? Before we started dating—and even during—I used to think of him as Heart Stopper; I’d see his smile and my heart would give one solid thump and then poof, stop.
Are you getting a divorce? Are we becoming a statistic? ” My father let out a startled laugh, erasing the seriousness from his face for at least two full seconds. ” He quickly waved his hands. ” I let out a deep breath and sat back down, eyeing them warily. I wasn’t ready to relax just yet. The ‘nothing like that’ left a lot of ground uncovered. For instance, they could tell me I had been adopted or something. ” I asked. I shouldn’t have. As soon as the words left my mouth, I knew it’d been a mistake.
And then I burst into hysterics, laughing and crying at the same time. It was a silver necklace with a pendent. The pendent was…I couldn’t fathom the words. It was a small silver heart. Shooting through the heart was a single arrow, the tip made of a black stone. Onyx. My heart leaped and I wasn’t sure my ribs could contain it long. “I’m sorry,” I sobbed, the word bubbling out of nowhere. ” It was beautiful and ironic. And I didn’t deserve it. ” The words, spoken so softly, hit me like a lead fist and went straight through my chest to my heart.