I turned a deaf ear to the various articles and reviews before tackling reading the latest adventure of Inspector Wallander. I knew we were going to leave us, I grant this right to the writer, and even I in bliss. Mankell made us a precious gift, to share family life and his wanderings, disease, old age, the small joys, the great fears and troubles of a human in charge to discover the secrets that cause the disappearance of other humans which adds extra weight to bring to this human. Wallander, I accompany from the first translation into French and expecting each of pounds that told a little of his life (and surveys) ith impatience. There, I'm not disappointed because Henning Mankell Wallander farm pages of life with skill and respect. I read the book in two nights. I savored the shared past few moments, memory titillated by previous investigations, the memory that is frayed as time passes. This is the last survey but I will find Wallander author Henning Mankell with great pleasure. Because thanks to its series with Wallander, I discovered not only a writer of thrillers, but a full-fledged literary author whose work I like in general. Mr Mankell thank you for that last walk with Wallander which you gave so much life, flesh, I thought, I think it's time living in imaginary space of your readers. Every time I reread these investigations, Wallander will be present in this space where we expand our lives. As for this latest survey, it adds a new perspective to the way we can understand the cold war and the fact that it remains muted, more lively than ever.
