3.75 on the rating scale The Glass Devil is the final translated installment of Helene Tursten's series to feature Detective Inspector Irene Huss; fortunately, she has another five books already written, hopefully waiting to be translated. (Dear Soho Press: hint hint wink wink.) This is a most e...
‘Personal’ is a cute wordInspector Irene Huss is good at balancing home and office but some cases cannot be contained in the files at office. When parts of human torso start washing up at beaches, it looks like just another serial killing at first glance but when Huss tries to solve the case by p...
This is one of the most poorly written books I've ever started. 7 pages in is enough. But why am I beating on Helene Tursten for her first Inspector Huss novel? She's written more in the series and people have evidently bought them and read them. Some of our own folks here have written positive r...
First Line: Fuzzy images from the bank's security cameras flickered across the TV screen. Three men have been shot and killed in one of Göteborg, Sweden's most fashionable neighborhoods. All three victims have ties to the same woman (Sanna Kaegler-Ceder), but Detective Inspector Irene Huss and h...
when Irene realized that she was awake for good. Krister was on his back, sleeping with his right arm thrown over his head. Sammie was also lying on his back at the foot of the bed, and he was also snoring, though not as loudly as his master. When Irene got up to put on her jogging clothes, Sammi...
The palmtop. So we can rule out the two laptops, which leaves us with eight names of interest,” Jens said. Everyone except Hannu Rauhala was present at the Friday afternoon briefing; he had agreed to swap shifts with Fredrik Stridh, so would be on duty all weekend. &...
Damp haze stuck to the windshield like glue, and the entire city was dripping moisture. It was just above freezing, but the Weather Service predicted a change in the afternoon. A high was coming in from the east, bringing clear skies and cold temperatures for the next few days. It would be pleasa...
Irene had prepared herself by setting the alarm for half an hour earlier than usual. It was horrible getting out of her lovely bed and staggering to the bathroom, dizzy with tiredness. However, as she glanced sleepily out of the window, she congratulated herself on her foresight. Another three ce...