There is little to go on: a piece of rope, a scrap of wool, a bit of gravel, an unexpected connection between the victims. After a female MP is discovered brutally murdered, nothing can keep him from the investigation. Yet when he is compelled, at last, to return to Norway-his father is dying-Harry's buried instincts begin to take over. Traumatized by his last case, Inspector Harry Hole has lost himself in the squalor of Hong Kong's opium dens. Media coverage quickly reaches fever pitch: Could this be the work of a serial killer? The crime scenes offer no coherent clues, the police investigation is stalled, and the one man who might be able to help doesn't want to be found. Jo Nesbø wins." -Marcel Berlins, The Times (U.K.) Two young women are found murdered in Oslo, both drowned in their own blood. "With Henning Mankell having written his last Wallander novel and Stieg Larsson no longer with us, I have had to make the decision on whom to confer the title of best current Nordic writer of crime fiction.
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