The commander is called Camille Verhoeven emergency in Courbevoie for a murder that defies the imagination. The table that awaits is unsustainable, of unprecedented violence. The criminal seems to have signed his act. Camille and her team seek other victims of one that the press will soon nicknamed "the novelist" and must stop him before he commits the unthinkable. We read the first part, which occupies almost the entire novel, without doubt we masterful turnaround situation ahead to page 361. The epilogue will leave a bitter taste of intense frustration. Camille Verhoeven is an investigator unusual: a forty five meter, bald, he has a character and confusing methods. It is surrounded by a team called "brigade Verhoeven." I must admit that, if the investigation is thrilling and that the following with anguish, yet there has passages that I was obliged to pass. The description of the crime of Courbevoie, for example, is so excruciating for me that I can not read it. (And that's just one example). I was also frustrated to discover, in the acknowledgments at the end of the book, Pierre LemaƮtre slipped in here and there quotations from various authors he names, but for my part I have been identified in the course of reading. This novel is the first of a trilogy