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shannygoatgruff · 5 years ago

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My Brother’s Keeper - Chapter IX

Genre: Psychological Thriller

Modern Ivar X Modern Hvitserk

Rating: MA

Overall Warning: Dark story told from an emotionally distributed person’s POV with graphic and sadistic material including rape, terror, torture, kidnapping, drug use, slash, implied incest, necrophilia, and insecurity. Heavy trigger warnings.

Chapter Warning: Drug use, talk of spiraling out of control

Summary: Mama always said to be their brothers’ keeper. Now there is absolutely nothing these two won’t do for each other. Boys will be boys…

Chapter IX

Why the fuck am I watching the news? This is what flipping through channels gets me. I should have never stopped when I saw this bitch’s face. I fucking hate her.

Now, I either want to put my fist through the TV or pull my damn hair out.

Fuck, I hate this bitch! She’s no different from the rest of these news assholes. Always trying to dig up some shit that should be left alone. Putting all of our personal business on blast like that...pieces of shit. And this whore is the worst of them. She's purposely trying to make Ivar and I look bad.

"Police are trying to find a common thread between these murders. The victims have all been found in remote areas throughout the county. The coroner reports each victim showed signs of sexual trauma and or torture, pre- or post-mortem. While police have no suspects, in these killings, they do believe they are all connected and have been committed by the same perpetrator. Witnesses to the last two victims’ disappearances have described seeing a Caucasian male, between the ages of 18-35, approximately 5’8” – 6’2”, medium build, with medium to dark hair, leaving with the victims. If you have any information about these victims or the suspect, please call Detective Torstein, Homicide." The white numbers for the police station flash on the screen under this bitch’s face.

“You fucking cunt!” I don’t know what just fell to the floor as I kicked the coffee table in front of the couch. She has no right to show fucking pictures and the names of our past guests. But, I’ll be damned, if they are there. All the ones from this month: Halfdan, Porunn, Astrid, and Erlendur. None of them looked like that when we met them. Then, they were all slutted up and ready to please. But looking at these pictures, they look like they’re a part of a fucking church choir.

You bitch!

But, fuck you news-lady, you forgot one. You forgot about that girl we met at the concert. I almost did. At least, I can keep one of those special nights sacred without you fucking it all up and turning it into some freak show for these news groupies to salivate over.

Shit, I just wish I could remember that whole night.

I can only remember meeting her and bringing her back to the cabin. I remember she was a great lay, and that looked fucking amazing. But that’s it. Every time I try to remember what we did, or how many times we did it or anything else, there’s like a blank spot. I don’t know if Ivar got to try anything new with her, or what.

Ivar said I blacked out, again. Did she pass out before or after he got to her? Did she try to escape? Did he punish her long and hard for that? Did she cooperate and he let her go? Is that why she wasn’t on this little photo lineup? What the fuck I am saying? He wouldn’t’ve done that shit. They just haven't found her body, yet.

That bitch reporter is smiling again. She's enjoying all the fucking lies and the smear campaign that she’s creating against us. "Stay tuned for more information on these murders as they become available. Judith Wessex, reporting, Action 10 News."

"Lying bitch!" Just the look on her face and the sound of her voice is driving me crazy. She doesn't know us. She has no right to say those kinds of things about us. Nobody tortured or brutalized anybody. It was all in fun. They were into it.

Ivar takes the remote from my hand and tucks it into his palm, "You don't need to watch this." He's been extra protective since I woke up in his bed. I can't do anything. He must have really been scared after this last blackout because he won't let anything upset me. Changing the channel, he settles on something non-threatening; Property Brothers. He knows I love that show. "There. That's better."

"I'm fine, Ivar,” I lie, “that bitch on the news just got under my skin.” I reach over to pick up the ashtray – when did I start smoking so much? I’m already on my second pack today and I’ve only been awake since noon.

"I know you are. But you get bothered so easily. I just want you to take it easy." His smooth voice caresses my ears and instantly gives me goosebumps on my arms. But he knows the damage is already done. Standing behind me, he holds his arms out on either side of my head, with his fists out in front of me. “Left or right? Pick one.”

I have no idea what’s in his hands, but since we’re both right-handed, I nod toward his right hand. He tilts my head back so I’m looking up at him. “Open up.” I obediently do as I’m told and feel three pills of varying size hit my tongue.

He quickly places a kiss on my forehead as I sit up to swallow the pills dry. Turning in my seat, I watch as he drops the pills from his left hand into his mouth. He holds his tongue out for me to see his four pills before his tongue darts back into his mouth.

“What was that?” I try to swallow hard enough to make the pills slide down my throat. Hopefully, it’s something that’ll make me stop wanting to throw this fucking television out of the window.

Ivar shrugs and smiles, “Fuck if I know. I found them in my coat pocket. Guess we’ll find out shortly.” He picks up the dishtowel that he had sat down on the back of the couch and slings it over his shoulder, "Anyway, Serk, that shit that reporter said wasn't true. She's just trying to fuck with us. Trying to make us slip up." He starts to walk out of the room but stops and turns around with a huge smile. "Maybe we should party with her." His smile immediately fades when he sees how upset she's made me. "Awe, brother… don't worry about that bitch. I'll kill her if you want."

"They know what we look like, Ives."

"How many white guys are there in the world, Serk? They can’t even agree on my goddamn hair color.” He leans against the wall and folds his arms across his chest. “I took care of everything. No one knows. No one will ever find out." There is such honesty and power in his voice that I can’t help but trust that he believes this. I know he wouldn’t chance anything getting in the way of the life that we've built together.

But, there’s still that part of me that fears that our world is about to come crashing down around us. What would I do if I didn’t have this outlet or God forbid they took Ivar away from me?

"I can't handle this shit anymore. Fucking bitch reporters are lying on us. Stupid fucking cops are trying to dig shit up and sticking their pig noses where they don't belong." Everything as of late is running through my mind. This use to be so much fun, but now everyone else is fucking it up. "Something wrong with me. My blackouts are getting worse. We went out and I can't remember it. I can't remember jack shit from the past week! Who the fuck blacks out for a whole week? How long can I go on like this before something really fucked up happens?"

It feels like my throat is closing and I’m starting to sweat. My heart rate is speeding up and I think I’m about to die. I can’t breathe. Jesus, why does Ivar put up with me when I'm like this? "I'm fucking up at work. Fucking Ub is gonna come here and start asking questions. Thora’s gonna fucking leave me. You're gonna get tired of taking care of me! Shit's just all fucked up." I sit forward with my arms on my thighs and try to catch my breath. I try so hard not to give into the fear, but fuck if I'm not feeling it leak out of my pores.

This is why I need Ivar. Thora could never handle me like this. I can't even handle me when I get like this. "I don't know how much more I can take, Ivy. I can't do this shit, no more! I can't." All the air I’m trying to gulp in isn’t helping at the moment.

Standing before me with a concerned look on his face, he shifts his weight from one leg to the other. "Hvitserk Ragnarsson." And there it is - that voice that I fucking hate. That voice Father used to keep us in line. Ivar rarely uses that voice, but when he does it immediately gets my attention. I look at him obediently as he sits on the edge of the couch next to me and studies my face.

The amount of emotion in me is overwhelming and before his hand even reaches up to touch my hair, my throat starts to ache, my head hurts and my eyes are stinging. Shit.

Ivar's arms around me remind me just how much I need him and how important he is to me. "I'm sorry." I lean my head back on the pillow and let the tears run down my face. I’m so embarrassed and tired of always losing my shit. But true to form, his arms are around my neck and he presses his lips to my cheek and coos sweetly in my ear until I feel my fear dissipates.

With a smile on his face, he turns my head to his. "Better now?" His thumbs trace my tears as he holds my head in his hands. The look in his eyes tells me that everything is going to alright and I believe him. A simple nod of my head convinces him that the worst is over and with that, he places the gentlest kiss on the tip of my nose. I don't how he does it, but he always makes it better. "Come on," he takes my hand to pull me off the couch with him, "I baked cookies."

Now I just feel silly. I had another meltdown and truthfully I can't remember why especially when I see the plate of fresh-baked cookies that he has laid out on the kitchen table. Whatever was wrong with me just moments before seems trivial. It's amazing how he just always seems to know what to do to make everything better.

Ivar's back is to me as he looks out of the kitchen window, but judging by the way his neck is arched, he's taken an interest in something. "We have new neighbors." His voice is distant, almost like he's speaking without thinking. He can’t tear his eyes away from whatever is outside, but his head turns the slightest bit to face me.

I’ve never seen him entranced this before. Ivar never fixates. These neighbors must be amazing.

I stuff a chocolate chip cookie into my mouth and pick up another one on my way to the window. He's right. A new young couple is moving in right next door and the woman is exceptionally beautiful. Her eyes are big and bright, her face is like silk and she has this refreshingly innocent look about her. It's enough to remind me that I haven't called Thora since the last night she was here.

Then there's the guy with her. There's something in the proud way he stands... the way his muscles protrude from the sleeves of his t-shirt, and the powerful way in which he slips his arms around her and lifts her off the ground…It makes my top lip sweat and a tingle start at the base of my skull.

I can't move. I can only stand here and chew my cookie as I watch these beautiful creatures in front of me. “They are perfect,” My voice comes out like a dream. I don’t even recognize the sound of it.

As soon as I look over at him and see that gleam in his eye, I know that he already knows. They are perfect.

He lifts my hand to his mouth and takes a bite of the cookie I'm holding. "Yes. They. Are." Chewing, he nods his head and smiles. "We should welcome them to the neighborhood." He always says that the only way to get over the last one is to take a new one. The more I think about it, the more sense it makes.

Something happened with the last girl. Something bad enough to make me forget the most important things. I wish I could remember that night because I want to know that I showed her a good time, but I don't want to remember why I lost control. It's no use worrying about it now. I can't dwell on old memories. I can only look forward to making new ones. New memories with my new neighbors.

No matter what I've done before or how I feel about it now, the only thing I can concentrate on at this very moment is the dull gnawing in my gut. I need something to keep my mind off of all of this shit.

I need this. I need them. I may always be fighting with the half a conscience I have, but the growling inside of me is usually much louder than it.

The beast inside of me is awake again. And it's so damn hungry.

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lucasasicelanticlitblog · 4 years ago

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10 FASCINATING ICELANDIC NOVELS

1.I remember you-yrsa sigurðardóttir

“In this terrifying tale, three friends set to work renovating a rundown house in a remote, totally isolated location. But they soon realize they are not as alone as they thought. Something wants them to leave. Meanwhile, in a nearby town, a young doctor investigating the suicide of an elderly woman discovers that she was obsessed with his vanished son.”(goodreads)

2.Miss Iceland -Auður Ava Ólafsdóttir

“Iceland in the 1960s. Hekla is a budding female novelist who was born in the remote district of Dalir. After packing her few belongings, including James Joyces's Ulysses and a Remington typewriter, she heads for Reykjavik with a manuscript buried in her bags. There, she intends to become a writer. Sharing an apartment with her childhood and queer friend Jón John, Hekla comes to learn that she will have to stand alone in a small male dominated community that would rather see her win a pageant than be a professional artist. As the two friends find themselves increasingly on the outside, their bond shapes and strengthens them artistically in the most moving of ways.”(goodreads)

3.A Land of Impossible Sorrow: An Icelandic Revenge Thriller-Gígur Hrafnsson

“Iceland, a small village in the remote West Fjords. Daniel Fearsson was never a good man. After an angry outburst he is left with no choice but to leave his home and country. He takes his three young daughters and flees to America for a chance to start afresh.

It takes fifteen years for his old life to catch up to him, and when it does it ends in bloodshed and the kidnapping of one of his daughters. The two surviving sisters have only one option, they have to cross treacherous country and get their sister back no matter the cost. Alone in the world, all they have is each other and the desire for revenge.”(Amazon)

4.Independent people-Halldor Laxness

“Set in the early twentieth century, Independent People recalls both Iceland's medieval epics and such classics as Sigrid Undset's Kristin Lavransdatter. If Bjartur of Summerhouses, the book's protagonist, is an ordinary sheep farmer, his flinty determination to achieve independence is genuinely heroic and, at the same time, terrifying and bleakly comic.”(Amazon)

5.Strange Shores: An Inspector Erlendur Novel-Arnaldur Indridason

“Erlendur has captured the imaginations of suspense fiction readers all over the globe. Published now in 26 countries around the world, Inspector Erlendur joins Maigret, Morse, Wallander, and a handful of other world-famous policemen who provide must-reading for suspense fans everywhere.

In this latest puzzle Inspector Erlendur learns of the baffling story of Matthildur, a local woman who went missing years earlier on the night of a violent storm. A frequent visitor to his birthplace, Erlendur has spent his whole life searching for his brother Beggi who was lost in a snowstorm when they were both children. As he begins to ask questions about the fateful evening when Matthildur disappeared, Erlendur begins to suspect what may have also befallen his long-lost brother.” (Amazon)

6.God's hammer-Eric Schumacher

“It is 935 A.D. and the North is in turmoil. King Harald Fairhair has died, leaving the High Seat of the realm to his murderous son, Erik Bloodaxe. To solidify his claim, Erik ruthlessly disposes of all claimants to his throne, save one: his youngest brother Hakon.

Erik's surviving enemies send a ship to Wessex, where the Christian King Athelstan is raising Hakon. Unable to avoid his fate, he returns to the Viking North to face his brother and claim his birthright, only to discover that victory will demand sacrifices beyond his wildest nightmares.” (Amazon)

7.Under the glacier-Halldor Laxness

“At its outset, the Bishop of Iceland dispatches a young emissary to investigate certain charges against the pastor at Snæfells Glacier, who, among other things, appears to have given up burying the dead. But once he arrives, the emissary finds that this dereliction counts only as a mild eccentricity in a community that regards itself as the center of the world and where Creation itself is a work in progress.

What is the emissary to make, for example, of the boarded-up church? What about the mysterious building that has sprung up alongside it? Or the fact that Pastor Primus spends most of his time shoeing horses? Or that his wife, Ua, is rumored never to have bathed, eaten, or slept?”(Amazon)

8.Into Oblivion: An Icelandic Thriller- Arnaldur Indridason

“It's 1979. A woman swims in a remote, milky-blue lagoon. Steam rises from the water and as it clears, a body is revealed in the ghostly light. Miles away, a vast aircraft hangar rises behind the perimeter fence of the US military base. A sickening thud is heard as a man's body falls from a high platform.

Many years before, a schoolgirl went missing. The world has forgotten her. But Erlendur has not. Erlendur is a newly promoted detective. He is only starting out, but he is already deeply involved in his work.”(Amazon)

9.double blind: The Icelandic Manuscript Murders-Sara Winokur

“A young boy disappears in the chill of North Iceland. Twenty years later, a mysterious poem lands on the desk of his twin sister Brynja, a forensic geneticist, and rekindles her hopes that her brother might be alive. As Brynja unravels the clues, more poems arrive, each bearing dire consequences for those who receive them: the guard of the medieval manuscript of Icelandic sagas that possibly has the answer to her burning question, the prime minister’s secretary, the local pastor.

Is the poet out to stop Brynja from finding her brother and shut down her access to the DNA database? Or is the verse maker simply a psychopath copycat killer?”(Amazon)

10.The Language of Cherries-Jen Marie Hawkins

“When Evie Perez is cut off from everything she loves and forced to move to Iceland for the summer, she takes her canvas and paintbrushes into the picturesque cherry orchard behind her guesthouse. She stains her lips with stolen cherries in the midnight sun and paints a boy she’s never met. Oskar is startled to discover Evie in his family’s orchard, and even more surprised to see himself on her canvas. Too ashamed to reveal his stutter, he remains quiet as Evie returns day after day to paint, spilling confessions she wouldn’t even tell her priest.When the magic intensifies and their connection deepens, everything they share is at stake, forcing Oskar to decide how long to maintain his silence”

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creofire · 7 years ago

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Voices – A Powerful Crime Fiction from a Small Cold Country

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Voices – A Powerful Crime Fiction from a Small Cold Country

We wouldn’t give much thought about Iceland’s capital Reykjavik as the setting for great police procedural. Scandinavian countries have far less crime rate compared to other nations in Europe. Iceland, particularly, has one of the lowest crime rates in the world. The nation’s crime statistics bu...

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fictionfromafar · 2 years ago

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The Shadow Murders by Jussi Adler Olsen

The Shadow Murders Department Q #9

By Jussi Adler Olsen

Translated by William Frost

Quercus Books/Dutton Group

Publication Date: 27 September 2022

Jussi Adler Olsen is inarguably Denmark’s most well recognised crime fiction writer with worldwide sales in excess of 30 million to date. The bulk of his novels so far have been set within the Department Q series which commenced with The Keeper Of Lost Causes (AKA Mercy), published in the English language in 2011.

One of the key mainstays of contemporary Scandinavian noir, as essential a cornerstone to the genre as Henning Mankell’s Kurt Wallander, Jo Nesbø's Harry Hole and Arnaldur Indridason’s Erlendur, Jussi Adler Olsen’s Department Q sees one of Denmark's best homicide detectives Carl Mørck investigate a series of cold cases with assistance from his team comprising of Assad, Rose and Gordon.

This series of book are dark and at times brutal, rich with social commentary, yet provide lighter elements such as strong team camaraderie and black humour. So far six of the series have been as feature length films in Danish with an intention for the full series to be adapted.

It was always Adler Olsen’s intention to complete 10 volumes in the Department Q series as per the tradition of the Martin Book novels by Maj Sjöwall and Per Wahlöö. With The Shadow Murders the author appears on track to complete the series as planned in the next novel.

Simultaneous to the main crime story in each novel, the series has slowly unravelled the mystery of the Amager nail gun murders. Back in 2007 a surprise ambush led to the death of a police detective called Anker and the paralysing of another, Hardy. While he was only grazed by a bullet, the events of that day have cast a heavy shadow over Carl Mørck’s career. His actions on the day have left suspicions in the senior management which then saw Mørck sidelined to cold cases that no one could solve, while his own guilt at emerging virtually unscathed has also led to his subsequent care of Hardy. Which running as an undercurrent in the eight prior novels, a discovery during The Shadow Murders places not only his team’s investigation in jeopardy but also offers doubts over Mørck’s own future.

Following a pair of intriguing opening chapters set in the past, Carl Mørck is visited by Chief of Homecide Marcus Jacobsen. The death of a lady in her sixties by suicide has reminded Jacobsen of a case thirty years earlier in his career when a young baby boy was killed. At the time his mother was approaching a car repair shop which suddenly exploded. The blast killed the merchanics at work in addition to the young child. At the time the police were unable to establish a reason for the explosion nor a possible motive for a crime.

The one perplexing aspect to the case was a pile of table salt found close to the scene of the blast. This jigs something in Mørck’s memory and he asks Rose to check unsolved deaths and she unearths the death of a right wing politician who was believed to have comitted suicide in his car garage where salt was also found present. The team are then prompted to look for unsolved or unexplained deaths were salt was left on the scene, gradually uncovering a pattern over several decades.

As Carl and team start to interview those related to these cases, their questioning leads to a confrontation they are unaware of. At this point it is revealed to the reader who the main villan of the story is with some understanding of their motives.

With a long running series like Department Q there is a degree of formalisation. The historic cases tend to lead to the discovery of a current case as the police procedural evolves into a race against time thriller with lives at risk, including a member of the team. There is a degree of similarity with the imprisonment of Merete Lynggaard in the very first novel of the series. Other aspects familiar to the reader include Mørck’s continued attempts to smoke cigarettes in his office – which has become more troublesome now that the department has been located alongside the other investigating teams in the new police HQ in Copenhagen (also mentioned in Katrine Engberg’s The Harbour). Assad’s camel sayings and gramatical errors are still present and the continued interaction between the team also provides light spots contrasting with some of the more gruesome deaths in the storyline. It is to be expected that these elements would apply through this novel as they did through the earlier books in the series. The relocation of the department as well as restrictions in place during the Coronavirus epidemic do alter the team dynamic slightly.

Overall this is another cleverly crafted novel which has been well researched by the author, who consults members of the police force to ensure procedural accuracy. While I probably would not recommend The Shadow Murders as a starting place to read Jussi Adler Olsen: The Keeper Of Lost Causes (AKA Mercy) and The Absent One (AKA Disgrace) are hard to beat. Yet for anyone who has read at least a few of the novels, this book will definitely satisfy. Unlike the usual clear resolutions of earlier novels, The Shadow Murders ends on a knife-edge. With approximately 9 months delay between the Danish language edition of this book and the English language version, eyes will soon begin to turn to see when the final volume of Department Q will appear. Be sure to be caught up before then.

Many thanks to The Dutton Group and Quercus Books for approving me to read an ARC on NetGallery. I chose to read the copy provided by The Dutton Group as the Quercus version had ‘Not For Distribution’ written across each page.

#crime fiction #crimeintranslation #european literature #novels in translation #crime fiction in translation #nordicnoir

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citizen-of-a-floating-world · 8 years ago

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The Draining Lake: Arnaldur Indridason

So recently I’ve been reading crime fiction. I started with Seicho Matsumoto and his book “Inspector Imanishi Investigates” And now, I’ve come to Nordic Noir. I step in to Nordic Noir with Arnaldur Indridason’s “The Draining Lake”. It was a great read, not in the very fast pace thriller kind of way, but in a steady advancement. The book is like a puzzle that comes together slowly, and the pieces take time to arrive. One thing that I appreciate about the book is that the clues or the pieces fall into place as a result of work. It’s not because the detective has a sixth sense that a clue was going to be there. Of course the lead detective, Erlendur, feels that something doesn’t fit, a gut feeling that drives him to investigate this particular case, but this is not the same as finding clues as a result of luck or hunches. The prose is simple, not overly wrought; it is very readable. The cast of characters are not just detectives, you get to see a little bit of them from their non-police lives too. These are not very one dimensional characters. I’ve been a little tired of the detective as the loner trope, but even though Erlendur is a loner, the trope like elements were not too pronounced. I have in mind the character of inspector Imanishi, who is a family man and who is skilled at investigations. The other thing about The Draining Lake is that it’s a broody book. Perhaps it has something to do with the country it is set in. When I was reading it, it was as thought there a some dark presence lurking behind, in the book, though I cannot really articulate what this presence was. I want to say the atmosphere, the Icelandic landscape that Indridason has put together, but I could be wrong. I definitely recommend this one.

#recently read #review #nordic noir #arnaldur indridason #the draining lake #iceland #crime fiction #please read #draining lake

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driftwooddestiel · 5 months ago

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funnily enough i’m pretty sure the actual series name is “detective erlendur” but at some point i just started saying “INSPECTOR erlendur” because it rolled off the tongue better of something

#it rhymes!!

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descargalibros · 6 years ago

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Descarga Silencio sepulcral (Arnaldur Indridason)

El hallazgo de un esqueleto humano enterrado en una colina en las afueras de Reykjavik pone en una situación difícil al detective Erlendur y sus ayudantes: no sólo necesitan recurrir a un equipo de arqueólogos que empleará varios días para recuperarlo en buenas condiciones, sino que además éstos les advierten desde las primeras paladas de que no se trata de un cadáver reciente, y que probablemente puede corresponder a un enterramiento de unos sesenta años atrás…

Categoría: Thriller

Desde que conocen este dato, y sin saber a ciencia cierta la identidad del enterrado, los investigadores se yen inmersos en la compleja reconstrucción de unos hechos ocurridos durante la Segunda Guerra Mundial, cuando las tropas aliadas estaban acantonadas en esos montes, entonces alejados de la capital y habitados sólo a medias, y que les sumerge poco a poco en la dramática historia privada de algunas familias de la época, rememorada por los ecos de los pocos habitantes de aquella zona que aún quedan con vida.

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ingebjorg9 · 7 years ago

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I finished this the other day on a flight back from my home town. I think this one is going to stay with me for a long time.

#arnaldur indriðason #detective erlendur #erlendur sveinsson #reykjavik murder mysteries #strange shores #books #nordic noir

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inkybooks17 · 7 years ago

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#16 Jar City by Arnaldur Indridason

This was a dark, sinister Icelandic thriller. Set in Reykjavik and the surrounding area we follow the detective, Erlendur as he picks a murder of a loner whose skull was smashed by a glass ashtray. The story twists and turns leading you into the past, with a couple of side stories giving you an insight into the detective's life. I struggled at times with this book, I didn't connect with the main character and found this challenging. It reminded me of a Rebus novel and I enjoyed the dark elements of this book. It was a solid murder mystery but I'm not sure I'll be picking up others from this series. ⭐⭐⭐/5

#reykjavik #murdermystery #jarcity #arnaldur indridason

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elizabeth6454-blog · 8 years ago

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Read / Download Into Oblivion (Inspector Erlendur) by Arnaldur Indriðason Ebook in PDF or Epub

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