By Leif GW Persson
A riveting new mystery via a author universally said as Sweden's best criminologist.
A younger guy falls to his demise from a window in Stockholm. The police are looking to write it off as an twist of fate, or potentially a suicide, yet superintendent Lars Johansson feels another way. quickly it truly is printed that the younger guy was once an American journalist, engaged on a undertaking approximately his uncle, a CIA agent, who can have had ties to the top reaches of Sweden's political group. Johansson's look for the reality will take him to big apple and the FBI Academy in Virginia, and eventually down right into a darkish internet of overseas espionage, backroom politics, and greed, exposing the sheer incompetence that ended in a devastating tragedy.
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One of those student reds who jumped because he didn’t get his welfare on time. I’ve still got a good chance to finish my shift before the bars close. . It took a good long while before Bäckström and Wiijnbladh showed up—a do-it-yourselfer wasn’t going to run away from you, and an extra cup of coffee was never a bad thing—but neither Stridh nor Oredsson had been idle. Oredsson had cordoned off the area around the place where the body was lying. At the criminal technology course at school he’d learned that police officers almost always cordoned off too small an area, so he’d used a little extra and the blue-and-white-striped barricade tape was neatly stretched between suitable light posts and trees.
The officer shook his head while he checked off his list. ” He leafed through his papers. “Then we have a suicide too. ” The officer in uniform nodded in confirmation. “American citizen. Born in ’53, I believe. The papers are in your box. ” Olle Hultman, thought Jarnebring and brightened up. It’ll soon be Christmas, after all. Johansson had already been at work for more than an hour when Jarnebring phoned him at home. Christmas was drawing near, soon he would be changing jobs, and both old and new needed to be in order before then.
At midnight Lars Martin Johansson was already in his bed on Wollmar Yxkullsgatan, listening to the bells ring in Maria Church. A nice-looking woman, he thought. She was nice to talk with too, although a police officer, of course. Wonder if she’s married to that idiot in Växjö or if they only live together? You can’t have it all, thought Johansson and sighed. 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?