The Night Travels Alone
By Ørjan N. Karlsson
Kjerringøy: A hiker arrives at a cabin that isn’t marked on the map. Outside, six ravens hang in cages, all in a row. As he approaches, a figure comes towards him, a faceless man.…
Description
Kjerringøy: A hiker arrives at a cabin that isn’t marked on the map. Outside, six ravens hang in cages, all in a row. As he approaches, a figure comes towards him, a faceless man.
Down at Kjerringøy’s trading post, Tuva Mjelde and two friends are taking an ice bath. One of them gets stuck in something beneath the water. They manage to pull her free, but something else drifts to the surface: the body of Emilio, Tuva’s former lover. Just a few days later, Tuva is found dead outside her own home.
Around the same time, the young Veronika Paulsen is found dead in a small, damp apartment in Bodø, and someone has attempted to make it look like suicide.
Praise
All in all, this is yet another highly successful crime novel from the hand of Ørjan N. Karlsson, which will delight readers in Bodø and beyond. Last time, the dice roll was a somewhat weak five out of six, this time we’re talking a strong five out of six. The next book about Jakob Weber is already on its way, and if Karlsson keeps growing as a crime writer at the pace he’s been keeping up so far, a six-out-of-six might very well be waiting for him.
Stein Sneve, Avisa NordlandØrjan N. Karlsson, folks, is, if you ask me, one of Scandinavia’s best crime writers, because The Night Travels Alone will take your breath away. The way I see it, very few writers in Norway keep delivering successful crime novels time and again. […] I take my hat off. With The Night Travels Alone, he consolidates his position as one of Scandinavia’s best crime writers, enough said.
Simen Ingemundsen, Randaberg24One of the most interesting and original crime series this country has to offer.
Marit Egaas, Stavanger AftenbladIt says much for Orjan Karlsson’s confidence that he tells his creepy, menacing tale from the viewpoint of no fewer than eight characters, including the murderer. The sudden climax comes with the fabulous lines: “I’m not in danger. I am the danger.” This superb Scandi thriller is the perfect antidote to the plague of tweeness that infects so much crime fiction today.
The Times
