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  1. COLD AS HELL
  2. PRONUNCIATION GUIDE
  3. CONTENTS
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  113. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  114. ABOUT THE TRANSLATOR
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This had always been in the air. He had always planned to go to Canada if Iceland didn’t work out. Naturally, she had always expected that the day would come when he would no longer be there with her. But she had expected that to be a sad day, a day of sorrow and misery. So the happiness that surged through her came as a surprise. Most of all she longed to sing out loud. Omar seemed to have found a safe haven, somewhere he would be able to build himself a future.

Now her only regret was that she had never asked his real name. She would like to know what he had been called when he had been a little boy. But maybe he had become an anonymous nobody after leaving his home country, his people and his old life. Maybe people acquired their characteristics from the surroundings they were in now, as much as from where they were born. So maybe he was precisely the person she had seen and she knew. Her Omar.

Maybe she would use some of her savings for a trip to Canada so she could ask him in person what his original name was. She could extend a hand, and say, ‘My name’s Olga, what’s yours?’

He would tell her his name, and then they would go shopping 247to buy Canadian food, and he would cook for her. She didn’t know anything about Canadian food, whether or not it was different to European food. But it would be interesting to find out. She had always wanted to travel more.

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Daníel was the first one on the scene at the block of flats on Engihjalli. As he waited for the rest of the police and forensics teams to arrive, he thought of everything that would have to be done before he could so much as set foot in the apartment, and sighed. He went through the list of tasks to be carried out, relieved that it was a flat not a whole house with a garden that would have to be meticulously searched. Every crime scene was different, so the list generally had to be assessed against the specifics of each location. The aim here was to look for indications of where Björn might be now, and any signs of Ísafold and what might have become of her.