. . well, it was of course a lovely evening – apart from that damned bloke. ‘A pain in the ass,’ as Birthe used to say. The moment she stepped onto the dance floor, he was there, forcing his attentions on her. No matter how much she ignored him and tried to move away from him, he still chased her...
It was far from crystal clear what the problem was – presumably they were talking at cross purposes. In any case, it was Renate who had the last word, in that she slammed the palm of her hand down on the table and declared that it was no wonder Erich was as he was, with a father like his. &...
‘Oh my God,’ muttered Mikael. ‘I’d forgotten about her.’ The woman turned out to be called Gabriella de Haan, a former girlfriend of Mikael’s, and had come in connection with a cat. This was apparently called Montezuma, and was a lazy-looking ginger-coloured female aged about ten. It seemed to Mo...
Blue-gray dawn light had begun to trickle down the majestic old castle; the schoolyard was deserted, apart from a janitor pulling a cart laden with broken chairs. Münster suddenly felt distinctly uneasy. It was hard to imagine there being more than seven hundred people inside that building. Light...
A few hours' driving wouldn't have done him any harm; even when he got up, he'd felt the unfulfilled need for a long and restful journey. Preferably through a gray, rain-sodden landscape, just like this one. Hours in which to think things over. But in fact it was minutes instead—he managed to str...
The sun was on its way down behind the rows of trees to the west, and he was lucky enough to be able to stay in the shade and relatively mild temperatures all the way. Wolgershuus was located a few kilometres outside the little town, pleasantly secluded in the woods and some distance from the mai...
‘Oh dear . . . I mean, good morning, Chief Inspector!’He stood up and bowed solemnly.‘No, he’s not in, but I saw Krause in the corridor two seconds ago – shall I shout for him?’He stuck his head out of the door and was lucky enough to attract Krause’s attention.‘The Chief Inspector,’ he whispered...
Moreno had telephoned and made an appointment, and when she arrived the tea tray was already waiting in the living room, where a realistic electric fire was burning in the hearth.She switched off her soul, and sat down on the plush sofa.‘We don’t eat anything sweet,’ said herr Reijsen, gesturing ...
Some smoke belched into the room to start with, but it soon cleared. He tried the faucets, but no water appeared: he had to fetch some buckets from the spring in the woods instead. He put a large cauldron on the burner, and a smaller pot next to it, for the coffee. The refrigerator merely needed ...