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Summertime Death [Format Kindle]

Mons Kallentoft , Neil Smith

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Summer Death


Östergötland, Sunday, July 25


I’m not going to kill you, my summer angel.

I’m only going to let you be reborn.

You’ll become innocent again. All the dirt of history will vanish, time will deceive itself, and everything that was good will reign in isolation.

Or else I really will kill you, have killed you, so that love can arise again.

I tried not to kill, but that made rebirth impossible: The substance remained, clinging obstinately to material, and everything shameful vibrated within you and me like a hot black worm.

Pupated evil. Shredded time.

I tried in various ways, feeling my way, but I couldn’t get there.

I scrubbed, washed, and cleaned.

You, my summer angels. You saw snow-colored tentacles, tearing spiders’ legs, and the rabbits’ claws.

I watched over you, gathered you in, and took you.

I’m there now.

*   *   *

He’s sitting on the sofa.

His gut is open and rippling black snakes are sliding out onto the floor.

Can you see him?

Now he can’t hurt anyone anymore, so say that you want to, say that you dare to come back. No oak floorboards will ever creak again, no alcohol fumes will ever make the air glow with anxiety.

The world is burning this summer.

The trees are transformed into withered black sculptures, monuments to our failures and our inability to love one another, to understand that we are one another.

We are the same, fire and me. Destroying so that life can arise again.

Someone has captured vipers, thrown them into an open oil drum, poured on some petrol, and set them alight.

The mute creatures crawl as they burn, making vain attempts to escape the pain.

Stop crawling, little girl.

I drove past the burning forest just an hour or so ago. I heard you beating against the inside of the car, ready to come out, come back, pure and free from anyone else’s guilt.

She thought she knew something about me.

So foolish.

But don’t be scared. The person you still are.

This is how it is: No one can live in fear, only in trust. Death is the penalty for anyone who deprives another person of the ability to trust.

That sort of trust is a close neighbor of love, which means that it’s a close neighbor of death and the white spiders’ legs. We needed you in spite of what you did, in spite of that. You owned our world. We couldn’t escape even though it was the only thing we wanted, and we went to you sometimes because we had no choice. It has haunted me, this enforced seeking after darkness. I know now that I will never be able to choose anything except wishing myself harm.

But when you are reborn, that curse will be lifted.

So it will all be over soon.

Everything will be clear, pure.

White and light.

You will feel nothing within you, just as we once did.

You are shaking and twisting on the floor.

But don’t be scared.

Only love will be reborn. Innocence.

And then we will cycle together along the bank of the canal, in a summer that lasts forever.

Revue de presse

Kallentoft's books have been called beautiful, exquisite and original. I can see why. (Literary Review)

He has a completely unique style, an exquisite narrative that you drink in with pleasure . . . I'm convinced: a crime novel doesn't get much more beautiful than this (Kristian Stadsbladet)

Don't bother with Stieg Larsson, Kallentoft is better (Magnus Utvik, Sweden's leading critic)

One of the best-realised female heroines I've read by a male writer (Guardian)

The highest suspense (Camilla Lackberg, international bestselling author of The Stonecutter)

The strengths of this complex and excellent novel include realistic dialogue, thorough characterisation and concern for social issues (New Zealand Listener)

It is Kallentoft's characterisation and distinctive, often poetic style which make his crime-writing more memorable than most . . . It is compelling reading. The atmosphere of oppressive heat creates the sense of a hell on earth, where evil thrives. It is a powerful and disturbing vision. (Canberra Times)

Meditative. Dark. Really, really cold . . . This is a worthy successor to Larsson's Millennium trilogy . . . This first installment in Kallentoft's crime series is a splendid representative of the Swedish crime novel, in all its elegance and eeriness. (Booklist Starred Review)

My current favourite among the Scandinavian crime writers is another Swede, Mons Kallentoft. So far, three of his Malin Fors books have been translated into English: Midwinter Sacrifice, Summertime Death and Autumn Killing. I loved them all, particularly for the way Kallentoft gives a voice to his victims. (Alex Gray, author of Sleep Like the Dead)

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  • Editeur : Hodder (10 mai 2012)
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 As much suspense as you will find in any novel this summer 22 juillet 2013
Par Bookreporter - Publié sur
Those of us who enjoyed MIDWINTER BLOOD by Mons Kallentoft last year --- and anyone else who is partial to hair-raising mysteries --- will rejoice at the publication of SUMMER DEATH. This second in the series of Malin Fors novels fulfills and exceeds the promise of its predecessor, combining the elements of a puzzling murder mystery, a chilling villain, and as much suspense as any novel you will read this year.

Malin Fors is a somewhat troubled police inspector in the municipality of Linkoping, located in south-central Sweden. There have been at least five books published in the series to date; SUMMER DEATH, originally released in Sweden in 2008, comes to us through the fine translation efforts of Neil Smith, who sharply captures and presents the personality nuances of Fors, her family, and, perhaps most importantly, her fellow officers on the Linkoping police force. Fors is the divorced mother of a teenage daughter and, as might be expected, is caught between the twin towers of career and parenthood, even as she attempts to sort out what went wrong with her marriage some 10 years previously.

As SUMMER DEATH opens, Fors's daughter and ex-husband are on vacation in Mali, while what Fors is experiencing is anything but a holiday. A raging fire in the wilderness surrounding the city seems to increase in ferocity by the day and defies the brave efforts of the firefighters tasked with controlling and extinguishing it. While the fire and an unseasonably warm summer function as an ever-present and uneasy backdrop to the book, Fors has more pressing professional concerns.

They begin when a teenage girl is found sexually assaulted and drugged in a park, while nearly simultaneously, another girl goes missing. The investigating team, which Fors is heading up, almost reflexively concludes that the two incidents are connected, which is confirmed by a tragic event in which subsequent forensic discoveries play a major part. Fors is also convinced that two friends of one of the girls know far more than they are admitting to, which proves to be dead-on as well.

Soon the problem isn't so much that the Linkoping police force lacks for suspects in the case as that it could be any of them --- or none of them. And when a third victim is discovered, it becomes clear that the killer is by no means finished. Fors continues kicking over rocks and tugging at slender threads of evidence, attracting the attention of the killer who, in turn, decides to make the hunt personal in more ways than Fors ever could've anticipated.

Thrillers frequently employ a "ticking clock," or what is also called an "option exhaustion," as a device to propel the action in the book, particularly at the conclusion. SUMMER DEATH has a ticking clock as loud as the internal workings of Big Ben. You simply will not be able to read the last 70 pages or so quickly enough, even though you may well be afraid of what you will discover at the end.

Reviewed by Joe Hartlaub
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1.0 étoiles sur 5 Oh for some lucid prose 22 janvier 2014
Par Henry R. Rupp - Publié sur
I rarely bail out of a book after one chapter, but the artsy-fartsy, semi-stream of consciousness, perhaps impressionistic prose just made me gag. The characters were those about whom one could have no feeling either way.
If you want to read good Norse detective fiction start with Mai Sjowall and Per Wahloo and work your way up with Henning Mankell, Helen Tursten, Jussi Adler Olsen, Hakan Nesser, Camilla Lackberg, Jo Nesbo, Arnaldur Indriathson, or Leif GW Persson.

When you see a book marked as "A Thriller", you know that you are in deep and murky waters.

The thought of dropping this book off at the local senior center makes me feel I am a sadist.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 Brilliant writing that goes to some very dark places 2 mai 2012
Par Keris Nine - Publié sur
Mons Kallentoft's previous book, Midwinter Sacrifice, was a promising debut that showed a new, unique and literary voice working in Scandinavian crime fiction. Those qualities come into fruition brilliantly in the second Malin Fors book, Summertime Death. Even though it's under rather different weather conditions, it doesn't take long to slip back into the author's idiosyncratic and expansive view of provincial Sweden, or indeed to establish that each book in the tetralogy is going to be closely connected to the seasons. If midwinter in Linköping was as bleak as you can imagine, the record breaking heatwave that afflicts the city in the new book seeps into Detective Fors' investigation every bit as deeply.

Creating atmosphere is undoubtedly the strength of Mons Kallentoft's writing, but it extends way beyond using the weather for effect. As with the first book, there's an impressionistic clamour of voices from people from all walks of life (and even dead voices) in the community that flit through the writing. It's an essential part of the author's style, but it really distinguishes the writing above other similar works of crime fiction, putting the reader not only into the first-person perspective of Fors, but building up a much wider view of Swedish society. It's incredibly expansive in this respect, dipping into the minds of colleagues, victims and their families, but even if many of those figures appear to be peripheral to the story, it provides a deeper and essential insight into the society in which the crimes take place.

That was evident in Midwinter Sacrifice, but it's even more relevant, important and skillfully employed here in Summertime Death. Since it initially involves a raped girl with no memory and another who has gone missing, it's a case that goes to dark places and challenges both small-minded prejudice and political correctness, as well as giving cause for personal self-examination in the case of Malin Fors herself. Kallentoft ties this in to an atmosphere of forest fires and suffocating heat in a manner that is extraordinarily powerful and intense, all the while developing and strengthening characterisation in a way that is going to make this a far more important collection than Stieg Larsson's Millennium Trilogy.
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1.0 étoiles sur 5 Summertime death 8 juillet 2012
Par Barbara Watt - Publié sur
Format:Broché|Achat vérifié
This is the first time I have said enough is enough and shut down a book.
I have read hundred and hundred of books and I can usually hang in and finish.
Some of the kindle cheapies have been a challenge but this one beat me.
The never ending waffle about heat waves...fires (nothing to do with the story line)
Thoughts about the ex and daughter holidaying in Bali!!! Could not work out what tense it was supposed to be in. How much to drink
Where to go for a drink. Thoughts of personal life..excersising and on and on ... The actual story could
Probably been completed in 20% of the book. I bailed at 63% that was a marathon!!
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4.0 étoiles sur 5 "Evil. Where does it start?" 12 mai 2014
Par Bonnie Brody - Publié sur
Format:Broché|Achat vérifié
Mons Kallentoft, author of this interesting Swedish police procedural and thriller, has a very existential bent. His characters are self-aware and the protagonist seems to be searching for her center, her true north star.

Malin Fors is a 34 year old police inspector working in Linkoping, Sweden, the city where she grew up. She has a 14 year old daughter named Tove who is her heart's love. She also remains attached to her ex, Janne, though they separated over ten years previously. She wonders often why their love was not enough to sustain their relationship and she still has strong feelings for him.

This is the hottest summer on record for Linkoping and people are so hot that they are lying prostrate from the heat. Some have even died as air conditioning is not common. In this hot city, a killer is loose, taking teen-aged girls and killing them. The bodies are cut and mutilated and once dead, the bodies are washed with bleach. So far, there are two bodies and one survivor. The survivor, Josefin Davidsson, remembers nothing of her experience so she is of no help to the police.

What are the connections between the kidnapped girls? What is the profile of the killer? Is it a woman or a man? These questions haunt Malin and her team as they spend their heat filled days searching for a killer who is likely a past victim of abuse himself. The investigation takes a strange turn when the lesbian community is investigated and becomes quite defensive.

While I enjoyed this thriller quite a bit, I felt that it moved too slowly for me. There is too much introspection and existential angst to make this a real page-turner. However, that is what makes this book stand out in its genre. It is a lot more than the usual Swedish noir.
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