By Åsa Larsson
A bright story of suspense from certainly one of Sweden's most interesting crime writers.
As spring arrives within the a long way north of Sweden, a tender woman's physique surfaces throughout the breaking ice of the River Thorne. while, visions of a shadowy determine hang-out the goals of Rebecka Martinsson, a prosecutor in close by Karuna. may the physique belong to the ghost in her desires? And the place is the useless 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 provide airplane 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 previous buried eternally underneath part a century's silent ice and snow.
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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.