Police

WARNING: BEFORE YOU START READING THIS REVIEW, IF YOU HAVEN’T READ PHANTOM BUT INTEND TOO THEN STOP READING NOW AS I CAN’T WRITE THIS REVIEW WITHOUT REVEALING A SPOILER FROM THAT BOOK.

Good, now that that’s out of the way I can continue with the review. Police is the penultimate book in the Harry Hole series (so far) – the end is in sight!

“…they still didn’t have any clues in the cases viewed in isolation, or a connection between the murders, behind the obvious, that the victims were two policemen who had been found at scenes of earlier unsolved murders they themselves had investigated.”

Oslo’s streets are once again, not safe. A killer is on the prowl for police officers to slay. Those whose cases remain unsolved are at risk of being the next victim. The murders aren’t for the faint hearted, the media causing public hysteria.

“The murderer is an avenger…he kills out of love, not out of hatred, profit or sadistic enjoyment. Someone has taken something from him that he loved, and now he’s taking from the victims what they loved most. It could be their lives…their children.”

The police are desperate. With no clues and moving nowhere fast they need help. They need Harry Hole.

“They think the officers have been killed be sure someone hates them. They still haven’t understood that it’s the other way round, that they were killed by someone who loves the police and the police’s sacred duty…”

But whilst Harry’s heroics are much sought after, he has taken up a teaching post and will not be going back to the police force.

“Soulmates are hard to find, don’t you think?”

After all he has Rakel and Oleg to think about now.

“…perhaps the love of a woman could save a man.”

But when he comes to the realisation that those he loves most face a terrible fate, Harry must decide whether to help and protect them all…but can he protect himself?

“Anyone who doesn’t dare to stand up for justice should have a guilty conscience.”

This started off slowly but once Harry Hole turned up, the novel took a speedy turn and it felt like a race against time to catch a killer. Constant twist and turns and three suspects to choose from, it’s a book that keeps you on your toes! The ending totally caught me off guard too!

“A reminder that nothing disappears in its entirety, every thing leaves a reach in some way, somewhere. Like childhood. People you have known. Something you ate and couldn’t tolerate. A passion you had. Cellular memory.”

One last thing before I sign off, as a few of you may know from reading my blog is that a lot of the books I buy are second hand, normally from charity shops and this one is no exception. When I finished this book I was surprised to find some scribbles at the back of the book…scribbles which when I read them, turned out to be some beautiful poetry. So please find them below, from one stranger to another.