(translated by Quentin Bates)
Scandi-noir, Scandi-noir, Scandi-noir-noir-noir
Yep, its dark and wintry; yep, there is a missing woman; yep, there is an uninterested police department.
There’s nothing remarkable about this book and there is nothing remarkably bad about: it is what it is and oftentimes, that is exactly what you want.
Like eating a tube of Pringles: not always certain why you started, find it difficult to stop.