What a disappointment! I read Ericsson's first mystery and then another and now this is my last. Pure filler. You know ... when an author has very little of substance to say so goes on and on about Lindell's feelings or someone's else's observations. Weak plot. You feel as though the author was filling the pages with all this fluff so that we might not notice that. Go back to reading the Nordics who wrote good novels: Maj Swojal and Per Walhoo and of course Mankell.
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Stone Coffin