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Chapters (92)
  1. Cover
  2. Maps
  3. Epigraph
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. Chapter 53
  58. Chapter 54
  59. Chapter 55
  60. Chapter 56
  61. Chapter 57
  62. Chapter 58
  63. Chapter 59
  64. Chapter 60
  65. Chapter 61
  66. Chapter 62
  67. Chapter 63
  68. Chapter 64
  69. Chapter 65
  70. Chapter 66
  71. Chapter 67
  72. Chapter 68
  73. Chapter 69
  74. Chapter 70
  75. Chapter 71
  76. Chapter 72
  77. Chapter 73
  78. Chapter 74
  79. Chapter 75
  80. Chapter 76
  81. Chapter 77
  82. Chapter 78
  83. Chapter 79
  84. Chapter 80
  85. Chapter 81
  86. Chapter 82
  87. Chapter 83
  88. Chapter 84
  89. Chapter 85
  90. Chapter 86
  91. Epilogue
  92. About the Author

She gets lucky with the ferry. Just two minutes after driving on board in Thorsvik, the engines begin to rev up. The sky is leaden and a slow snowfall is blurring the edges of Skalvet in the distance. There are a lot more cars on the ferry today. She counts fourteen in addition to her own, but no one seems minded to leave the warmth of their vehicle for a breath of fresh air or a cigarette. Instead, Karen notes, some are using the crossing as an opportunity to nap. Several drivers have their eyes closed, the rest are on their phones. The only sound is the thudding of the engines and the occasional screech of a hopeful gull. The colour seems to have drained from the world; the sky is grey, the sea is grey and the only sign of life outside the cars is a handful of gulls that have settled down on the railing.

Karen turns the radio on and impatiently drums her fingers against the steering wheel while the ferry chugs through the slushy water. She glances at her watch and then at her phone. Just then, a familiar melody streams out of the speakers.

‘It’s one o’clock, this is your headline news. A man in his mid-thirties was found dead at Groth’s distillery this morning. Thorstein Byle, commanding officer of the Noorö Police, confirms that an investigation has been opened, but declines to reveal the victim’s identity or the cause of death.’

The newscaster pauses, then continues, ‘New Year’s Eve is reported to have been relatively uneventful in most parts of the country, with only a few cases of disorderly behaviour and assault. A knife fight involving five teenagers took place in the Dunker neighbourhood of Moerbeck. Two people were taken to the local hospital but are said not to have sustained life-threatening injuries.’

As the newscaster moves on to a car crash outside Ravenby and a collapsed scaffolding in Lemdal – neither of which caused any serious injuries – Karen stops listening. Apparently the only one who didn’t have someone watching over him last night was Gabriel Stuub.

‘And now, the weather. A low-pressure area moving in from the west is expected to reach the western parts of the country and Noorö tonight. DMI has issued snow and wind warnings. Conditions are expected to worsen over the course of tomorrow, before the storm moves on toward . . .’

Storm warning. Should have known, Karen mutters loudly to herself.