Harry Hole has embedded himself solidly into the top of the ranks of detectives; and this offering is no exception. Heart-stoppingly tense, Nesbo not only gives a tight story, his characters are so real, so deep and so subtle that I am totally envious of his ability to coat the atmosphere with apprehension. Harry just has to walk into a bar and I am holding my breath, praying that his alcoholic past does not reach out and grab him by the throat.
The plot involves a maniac who haunts Harry’s dreams: The one that got away. A blood-sucking vampirist. The psychologist who has made it his speciality to define such a beast joins the team headed by Harry who has been asked to leave his job as lecturer at the Police Academy to track down this one maniac who has Oslo in ever increasing terror.
As ever, the characters are living, breathing, flawed and real. Nesbo makes them live and surprises the reader with his compassion for even the cracked vessels.
The flow moves from a trickle to a flood; the grip tightens imperceptibly, sprinkled with warmth, humour, shock, and passion. It is at once a who-dunnit and a thriller with twist after twist.
Thanks to Penguin Random House’s promo team for this ARC of the Harville Secker imprint.