Again Jo Nesbø ride us, gives us dizzy: suspects proliferate, evil is protean, insidious, the panel of emotions is rich, nuanced ... And Harry is still there. Always the same, but a little different each time, a little bigger, tormented deeper. Less action "big show" in his last two novels, but still masterful. We can not not let go these few pages ... 594 practically read in one gulp.
