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By Leif GW Persson
A riveting new mystery by way of a author universally stated as Sweden's major criminologist.
A younger guy falls to his demise from a window in Stockholm. The police are looking to write it off as an coincidence, or in all probability a suicide, yet superintendent Lars Johansson feels differently. quickly it truly is printed that the younger guy used to be an American journalist, engaged on a undertaking approximately his uncle, a CIA agent, who could have had ties to the top reaches of Sweden's political group. Johansson's look for the reality will take him to ny and the FBI Academy in Virginia, and eventually down right into a darkish net of overseas espionage, backroom politics, and greed, exposing the sheer incompetence that ended in a devastating tragedy.
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It sought him out in dreams at night when he couldn’t defend himself other than by rolling the sheets into a sweaty cord in the middle of the bed; it sought him out in broad daylight; awake, sober, and clearheaded, he would twist his neck out of its socket for a regal posture and a pair of tanned legs he would never see again. Now a specific example of this interest of his was sitting half an arm’s length away at the same table in a neighborhood restaurant where excellent food was served at a very reasonable price.
Or can you? Perhaps you can have it all? This new thought cheered him up markedly. Tomorrow was a new day, he thought, and then perhaps he would have it all? Johansson stretched out his arm and turned out the bed lamp, lay on his right side with his arm under the pillow, and within a few minutes he was sleeping as soundly as he always did. Vindel was standing in the parlor. He’d lifted Charlie’s basket up onto the oak table by the window. He stroked the soft fur and Charlie lay as quietly as if he were sleeping.
Phone call number three came from a man who, judging by his voice, seemed to be middle-aged. He refused to say what his name was and where he was calling from, but he sounded exhilarated in a way that indicated that he had ingested some stimulating substance. In addition he had some good advice. “Now one of those crazy students has jumped off the roof again. ” At the command center everything was running along tracks laid down long ago. When the on-duty operator sent out an area alert on the radio, she had already lowered the priority of the verbose lawyer and raised that of the taxi driver and the exhilarated man with the good advice about buckets; she omitted the shooting, the dog, and the buckets.
Between Summer's Longing and Winter's End: The Story of a Crime by Leif GW Persson