The Commissioner Erlendur carefully covering it with a blanket the body of a murdered child, useless gesture but oh so revealing, is the image I will remember the last novel by Arnaldur Indridason. Hate crime? The little Elias was indeed the result of a marriage between an Icelander and a Thaïlandaise.Le couple had divorced and the mother seemed to fit in, it was not the same for his eldest son, Niran. Particularly concerned about this investigation, Erlendur négloge this woman who speaks to her on the phone and who, he believes, has just left the matrimonial home. It also deals a little lightly his children, who for the first time, come together hold him accountable ...
Exploring all tracks, examining all the hypotheses, even the most horrible, the Commissioner will update all prejudice against immigrants in this gated community of Iceland, without Manichaeism .The demonstrative nor will the riddle solution will prove again much worse than we thought ... The 4th cover evokes "a world of Simenon" but I found much warmth in this novel than Maigret often molests his suspects. Erlendur, he goes about it with much more delicacy and empathy.
