Late hope ... to the end of hell ...

In Paris, a robbery gone wrong in a jewelry store on the Place Vendôme: 30 million euros for stolen jewelry, stolen lives, criminals who managed to flee. Will is severely wounded, his brother Raphael has vowed to save him. Begins for Raphael Will, their accomplices and others, a fierce endurance, a tenacious struggle, a frantic fight ... a true way of the cross ...

For his seventh novel, Karine Giebel took a degree more in the horror as well as in the art of writing well. This novel, incredibly violent, dark and gloomy, funereal and sepulchral, ​​worked to excess, immediately plunges the reader into a deep abyss, a black as bitter pit, an addictive reading. Contradictory you say ... yes and no.
This is the "quiet strength" of the narrative, both female, male, released and contained, but still powerful, compelling, beyond the punch. It is a text rich, where stylistic mix and echo where metaphors and oxymorons alternate and marry a rich text words and pain that the author worked, married and with whom she juggles with infinity. Descriptions, feelings and moods that can cook and simmer.

What suffering and ordeal endured that agony. A hell of which the reader is not only the witness. It is a reading that returns us and in which we say "but how far will she go?". And she dares to go, until ultimate horror and pain, free sometimes it's true.
It is difficult to emerge unscathed from such an ordeal and when finally arrive the last pages, the fatal, when they finally reveal their latest ... pressure, previously accumulated is released and explodes, let go nerves , tears do the rest.
So yes, it is black, very black, but paradoxically I want to recommend this novel, as it is poignant, as the author excels in absolute master of the game ... because despite the horror, despite the Hell, despite the brutal force that inhabits each character, it is a "Purgatory of the Innocents" is involved there ...