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The Girl Who Played with Fire [Format Kindle]

Stieg Larsson
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CHAPTER 1
Thursday, December 16 — Friday, December 17
Lisbeth Salander pulled her sunglasses down to the tip of her nose and squinted from beneath the brim of her sun hat. She saw the woman from room 32 come out of the hotel side entrance and walk to one of the green-and-white-striped chaises-longues beside the pool. Her gaze was fixed on the ground and her progress seemed unsteady.

Salander had only seen her at a distance. She reckoned the woman was around thirty-five, but she looked as though she could be anything from twenty-five to fifty. She had shoulder-length brown hair, an oval face, and a body that was straight out of a mail-order catalogue for lingerie. She had a black bikini, sandals, and purple-tinted sunglasses. She spoke with a southern American accent. She dropped a yellow sun hat next to the chaise-longue and signalled to the bartender at Ella Carmichael’s bar.

Salander put her book down on her lap and sipped her iced coffee before reaching for a pack of cigarettes. Without turning her head she shifted her gaze to the horizon. She could just see the Caribbean through a group of palm trees and the rhododendrons in front of the hotel. A yacht was on its way north towards St Lucia or Dominica. Further out, she could see the outline of a grey freighter heading south in the direction of Guyana. A breeze made the morning heat bearable, but she felt a drop of sweat trickling into her eyebrow. Salander did not care for sunbathing. She had spent her days as far as possible in shade, and even now was under the awning on the terrace. And yet she was as brown as a nut. She had on khaki shorts and a black top.

She listened to the strange music from steel drums flowing out of the speakers at the bar. She could not tell the difference between Sven-Ingvars and Nick Cave, but steel drums fascinated her. It seemed hardly feasible that anyone could tune an oil barrel, and even less credible that the barrel could make music like nothing else in the world. She thought those sounds were like magic.

She suddenly felt irritated and looked again at the woman, who had just been handed a glass of some orange-coloured drink.

It was not Lisbeth Salander’s problem, but she could not comprehend why the woman stayed. For four nights, ever since the couple had arrived, Salander had listened to the muted terror being played out in the room next door to hers. She had heard crying and low, excitable voices, and sometimes the unmistakable sound of slaps. The man responsible for the blows — Salander assumed he was her husband — had straight dark hair parted down the middle in an old-fashioned style, and he seemed to be in Grenada on business. What kind of business, Salander had no idea, but every morning the man had appeared with his briefcase, in a jacket and tie, and had coffee in the hotel bar before he went outside to look for a taxi.

He would come back to the hotel in the late afternoon, when he took a swim and sat with his wife by the pool. They had dinner together in what on the surface seemed to be a quiet and loving way. The woman may have had a few too many drinks, but her intoxication was not noisome.

Each night the commotion in the next-door room had started just as Salander was going to bed with a book about the mysteries of mathematics. It did not sound like a full-on assault. As far as Salander could tell through the wall, it was one repetitive, tedious argument. The night before, Salander had not been able to contain her curiosity. She had gone on to the balcony to listen through the couple’s open balcony door. For more than an hour the man had paced back and forth in the room, going on about what a shit he was, that he did not deserve her. Again and again he said that she must think him a fraud. No, she would answer, she did not, and tried to calm him. He became more intense, and seemed to give her a shake. So at last she gave him the answer he wanted . . . You’re right, you are a fraud. And this he at once took as a pretext to berate her. He called her a whore, which was an accusation that Salander would have taken measures to combat if it had been directed at her. It had not been, but nevertheless she thought for a long time about whether she ought to take some sort of action.

Salander had listened in astonishment to this rancorous bickering, which all of a sudden ended with something that sounded like a slap in the face. She had been on the point of going into the hotel corridor to kick in her neighbours’ door when silence descended over the room.

Now, as she scrutinized the woman by the pool, she could see a faint bruise on her shoulder and a scrape on her hip, but no other injury.


Some months earlier Salander had read an article in a Popular Science that someone had left behind at Leonardo da Vinci Airport in Rome, and she developed a vague fascination with the obscure topic of spherical astronomy. On impulse she had made her way to the university bookshop in Rome to buy some of the key works on the subject. To be able to get a grasp of spherical astronomy, however, she had had to immerse herself in the deeper mysteries of mathematics. In the course of her travels in recent months she had been to other university bookshops to seek out more books.
Her studies had been unsystematic and without any real objective, at least until she wandered into the university bookshop in Miami and came out with Dimensions in Mathematics, by Dr L. C. Parnault (Harvard University Press, 1999). That was just before she went down to the Florida Keys and began island-hopping through the Caribbean.

She had been to Guadeloupe (two nights in a hideous dump), Dominica (fun and relaxed, five nights), Barbados (one night at an American hotel where she felt terribly unwelcome), and St Lucia (nine nights). She would have considered staying longer had she not made an enemy of a slow-witted young hoodlum who haunted the bar of her backstreet hotel. Finally she lost patience and whacked him on the head with a brick, checked out of the hotel, and took a ferry to St George’s, the capital of Grenada. This was a country she had never heard of before she bought her ticket for the boat.

She had come ashore on Grenada in a tropical rainstorm at 10.00 one November morning. From The Caribbean Traveller she learned that Grenada was known as Spice Island and was one of the world’s leading producers of nutmeg. The island had a population of 120,000, but another 200,000 Grenadians lived in the United States, Canada, or Britain, which gave some indication of the employment market in their homeland. The terrain was mountainous around a dormant volcano, Grand Etang.
Grenada was one of many small, former-British colonies. In 1795, Julian Fedon, a black planter of mixed French ancestry, led an uprising inspired by the French Revolution. Troops were sent to shoot, hang or maim a considerable number of the rebels. What had shaken the colonial regime was that even poor whites, so-called petits blancs, had joined Fedon’s rebellion without the least regard for racial boundaries. The uprising was crushed, but Fedon was never captured; he vanished into the mountainous Grand Etang and became a Robin Hood-like legend.

Some two hundred years later, in 1979, a lawyer called Maurice Bishop started a new revolution which the guidebook said was inspired by the Communist dictatorships in Cuba and Nicaragua. But Salander was given a different picture of things when she met Philip Campbell — teacher, librarian, and Baptist preacher. She had taken a room in his guesthouse for the first few days. The gist of it was that Bishop was a popular folk leader who had deposed an insane dictator, a U.F.O. nutcase who had devoted part of the meagre national budget to chasing flying saucers. Bishop had lobbied for economic democracy and introduced the country’s first legislation for sexual equality. And then in 1983 he was assassinated.

There followed a massacre of more than a hundred people, including the Foreign Minister, the Minister for Women’s Affairs, and some senior trade union leaders. Then the United States invaded the country and set up a democracy. As far as Grenada was concerned, this meant that unemployment rose from around 6 per cent to almost 50 per cent, and that the cocaine trade once more became the largest single source of income. Campbell shook his head in dismay at the description in Salander’s guidebook and gave her some tips on the kinds of people and the neighbourhoods she should avoid after dark.

In Salander’s case, such advice normally fell on deaf ears. However, she had avoided making the acquaintance of the criminal element on Grenada by falling in love with Grand Anse Beach, just south of St George’s, a sparsely populated beach that went on for miles. There she could walk for hours without having to talk to or even encounter another living soul. She moved to the Keys, one of the few American hotels on Grand Anse, and stayed for seven weeks, doing little more than walking on the beach and eating the local fruit, called chin-ups, which reminded her of sour Swedish gooseberries — she found them delightful.

It was the off season, and barely a third of the rooms at the Keys Hotel were occupied. The only problem was that both her peace and quiet and her preoccupation with mathematical studies had been disturbed by the subdued terror in the room next door.


Mikael Blomkvist rang the doorbell of Salander’s apartment on Lundagatan. He did not expect her to open the door, but he had fallen into the habit of calling at her apartment every week or so to see whether anything had changed. He lifted the flap on the letterbox and could see the same heap of junk mail. It was late, and too dark to make out how much the pile might have grown since his last visit.

He stood on the landing for a moment before turning on his heel in frustration. He returned unhurriedly to his own apartment on Bellmansgatan, put on some coffee and looked through the evening papers ...

Revue de presse

The Girl Who Played with Fire will likely confirm Larsson’s position as the most successful crime novelist in the world.”
Slate

“Larsson has bottled lightning . . . Formally at least, The Girl Who Played with Fire is a muscle car. But a European engine purrs beneath its hood . . . It buzzes with ideas [and] fizzes with fury.”
Los Angeles Times

“A dynamite thriller.”
–Liz Smith, Variety

“These books grabbed me and kept me reading with eyes wide open with the same force as the best of the series on the TV monitor . . . Move over, Tony Soprano . . . Blomkvist is a wonderfully appealing character. And the girl of the title is one of the most fascinating characters in modern genre fiction.”
–Alan Cheuse, San Francisco Chronicle

“A nail-biting tale of murder and cover-ups in which the victims are tantalizingly hard to distinguish from the villains. . . Believe the hype . . . It’s gripping stuff.”
People

“Another gripping, stay-up-all-night read.”
Entertainment Weekly

“Lisbeth Salander [is] one of the most startling, engaging heroines in recent memory . . . Some of the books’ appeal comes from the Swedish setting, but most of it is a result of the author writing from the heart, not from a formula. Larsson clearly loved his brave misfit Lisbeth. And so will you.”
USA Today

The Girl Who Played with Fire confirms the impression left by Dragon Tattoo. Here is a writer with two skills useful in entertaining readers royally: creating characters who are complex, believable, and appealing even when they act against their own best interest; and parceling out information in a consistently enthralling way.”
Washington Post

“Lisbeth Salander was one of the most original and memorable heroines to surface in a recent thriller: picture Angelina Jolie’s Lara Croft endowed with Mr. Spock’s intense braininess and Scarlett O’Hara’s spunky instinct for survival . . . Now Salander is back in an even more central role . . . The reason it works is the same reason that Dragon Tattoo worked: Salander and Blomkvist transcend their genre and insinuate themselves in the reader’s mind through their oddball individuality, their professional competence and, surprisingly, their emotional vulnerability.”
–Michiko Kakutani, The New York Times

“A suspenseful, remarkably moving novel . . . This is the best Scandinavian novel to be published in the U.S. since Smilla’s Sense of Snow . . . Salander is one of those characters who come along only rarely in fiction: a complete original, larger than life yet firmly grounded in realistic detail, utterly independent yet at her core a wounded and frightened child . . . One of the most compelling characters to strut the crime-fiction stage in years.
Booklist (starred)

“This is complex and compelling storytelling at its best, propelled by one of the most fascinating characters in recent crime fiction.”
Library Journal (starred)

“Fans of intelligent page-turners will be more than satisfied by Larsson’s second thriller . . . [It has] powerful prose and intriguing lead characters.”
Publishers Weekly

“Fans of postmodern mystery will revel in Larsson’s latest . . . also starring journo extraordinaire Mikael Blomkvist and Lisbeth Salander, the Lara Croft of the land of the midnight sun . . . Lisbeth is really a Baltic MacGyver with a highly developed sense of outrage, a sociopathic bent and brand-new breast implants, to say nothing of a well-stuffed bankbook.”
Kirkus Reviews

Reviews from abroad:


“As good as crime writing gets . . . Completely absorbing and engaging on both a narrative and a moral level . . . Lisbeth Salander [is] a remarkable heroine.”
The Times Literary Supplement

“The huge pleasure of these books is Salander, a fascinating creation with a complete and complex psychology . . . Salander is recognisably a Lara Croft for grown-ups–a female Terminator.”
The Guardian

“Addictive . . . We are in the hands of a master . . . Salander and Blomkvist [are] the finest and strangest partnership in crime fiction since Holmes and Watson . . . Stunningly memorable.”
Scotland on Sunday

The Girl Who Played with Fire is that rare thing–a sequel that is even better than the book that went before . . . A combination of urgent, multilayered thriller, traditional police procedural and articulate examination of the way a supposedly open-minded country like Sweden treats its vulnerable women and children.”
The Observer

“With the spiky and sassy Salander, Larsson created the most original heroine to emerge in crime fiction for many years . . . She seizes the book by the scruff of its neck and binds the reader in fetters of fascination.”
The Independent

“This second novel is even more gripping and astonishing than the first. What makes it outstanding is the author’s ability to handle dozens of characters and parallel narratives without losing tension. Larsson was a fantastic storyteller. This novel will leave readers on the edge of their seats.”
The Sunday Times (London)

“The best thriller I’ve read in ages . . . If you want a book to take on your lifetime trip on the Trans-Siberian railway, The Girl Who Played With Fire is the one.”

Evening Herald (Ireland)


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  • Nombre de pages de l'édition imprimée : 573 pages
  • Pagination - ISBN de l'édition imprimée de référence : 1906694184
  • Editeur : Quercus (9 juillet 2009)
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  • Langue : Anglais
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Stieg Larsson, né en 1954, journaliste auquel on doit des essais sur l'économie et des reportages de guerre en Afrique, était le rédacteur en chef d'Expo, revue suédoise observatoire des manifestations ordinaires du fascisme. Il est décédé brutalement, en 2004, d'une crise cardiaque, juste après avoir remis à son éditeur les trois volumineux tomes de la trilogie Millénium. En janvier 2011, Eva Gabrielsson, la compagne de Stieg Larsson, signe le récit de leur histoire commune sous le titre Millénium, Stieg et moi.

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5.0 étoiles sur 5 Version francaise contre version anglaise 24 avril 2009
Par Eddie
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Après avoir lu le premier tome en français, je suis passée à l'anglais.
Si l'intrigue est tout aussi bien ficelée (peut-être meilleure même), la version anglaise est de loin supérieure à la française !
Les dialogues coulent de source alors que la version française sonne souvent faux, c'est lourd.
Voilà sans doute pourquoi les tomes arrivent à un rythme moins soutenu.
Il faut du temps pour bien traduire...
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 A SPECTACULAR STORY BY A REMARKABLE WRITER 29 juillet 2009
Par Gail Cooke TOP 1000 COMMENTATEURS
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A book this fine deserves the best of narrators, and that is exactly what has been found in award winning actor Simon Vance. A former BBC Radio presenter and newsreader he has a powerful voice. I don't mean at strident but sure, strong, concise. He's been recognized in the audiobook field with an Audie Award and a number of Earphones awards from AudioFile magazine. His resonant tone sets the proper scene for the second in Stieg Larsson's "Millennium" trilogy.

As in the first, The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo, we meet crusading journalist Mikael Blomkvist who heads Millennium magazine and Lisbeth Salander. She is one of the most unique characters to appear between the covers of a book. Young, resolute, computer obsessed, tattooed, of course, and pierced, she's incredibly bright and now in a great deal of trouble.

The focus this time is not on business but Sweden's sex trade. Two investigative journalists who were looking into this ugliness were murdered shortly before the publication of their revelatory articles in Blomkvist's magazine. It seems only too obvious to him that the killings are tied into the investigations. Problem is Salander is implicated pretty seriously - her fingerprints are found on a weapon near the crime scene. In rapid succession a third death occurs and Salander disappears.

What follows is outrage and a dogged hunt for Salander with police, gangsters, and the media nipping at her heels. Question is whether or not Blomkvist should continue to have confidence in her, a woman he once trusted.

It's our great loss that author Larsson suddenly died at the age of 50. His work is estimable, for this listener/reader unparalleled in crime fiction. While we cannot ask for more (the third book in the trilogy will be published), we can appreciate what we have. Enjoy.

- Gail Cooke
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4.0 étoiles sur 5 A bit long? 21 août 2009
Par Yvette M.
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A bit long and very discriptive at the beginning. You really have to set yourself to get into it but do not worry it get's better.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 enchantée 23 janvier 2010
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récit tellement prenant que l'on a du mal à ne pas passer une nuit blanche pour savoir le fin mot de l'histoire; à recommander mais il est préférable d'avoir déjà lu l'opus précédent pour mieux comprendre les liens entre les personnages.
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4.0 étoiles sur 5 PASSIONNANT 12 janvier 2010
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Une intrigue parfois tirée par les cheveux mais l'ensemble permet de passer un très bon moment même sans avoir lu le premier opus de la trilogie.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 livre passionnant impossible à lâcher 23 août 2009
Par V. Marie
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malgré quelques longueurs et invraisemblances, l'histoire m'a passionnée et j'ai passé les meilleurs moments depuis bien longtemps avec un livre. Il n'est pas un romancier parfait mais son héroïne vaut le détour... jubilation, pour ma part, ce qui devenait de plus en plus rare.
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3.0 étoiles sur 5 The Girl Who Played with Fire 16 juillet 2013
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je n'ai pas retrouvé le nom du ou des traducteurs de ce livre et du précédent, mais dès les premières pages, la traduction m'a gênée, moins précise, moins fluide, plus basique. Pour le reste, bonne intrigue, et quelques annotations qui manquaient un peu au précédent volume, même si pas vraiment pratiques, car plusieurs pages après l'indication de renvoi.

A lire.
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4.0 étoiles sur 5 Une femme hors du commun
Excellent thriller en 3 volumes . C'est le 2 ème tome, écrit en anglais, Il me permet d'améliorer mon anglais par la même occasion! Lire la suite
Publié il y a 18 mois par Calgary
5.0 étoiles sur 5 Shame the series stops here
I couldn't put all three books down! The author apparently set out to write 10 but died halfway throught writing the fourth, it's such a shame. Lire la suite
Publié le 23 mai 2012 par Sarah Wimberley
3.0 étoiles sur 5 Good story, awkward translation
Very good story, but not a very good translation. The story is gripping, but unfortunately the translation falls way behind the translations of the first Millennium volume and the... Lire la suite
Publié le 17 mars 2012 par Verkuijlen Scarlett
5.0 étoiles sur 5 Millenium 2
Le livre est arrivé rapidement est conformément à ce qui avait été indiqué dans l'annonce, je recommande donc ce vendeur.
Publié le 8 janvier 2012 par sophie
4.0 étoiles sur 5 Addictive trilogy
What else?
I am not a english native reader and read english books just to improve my english.
These books looked huge for a little study, but in fact after beginning the... Lire la suite
Publié le 6 mars 2011 par Philk
4.0 étoiles sur 5 millénium en format presque poche
Pour le RER il faut obligatoirement un format poche. Le millénium 1 est sorti en français en poche en septembre, mais pour la suite, impossible d'attendre. Lire la suite
Publié le 22 décembre 2010 par Morgan L.G.
5.0 étoiles sur 5 Il faut lire les 3 volumes
J'ai pris la traduction anglaise puisque je suis anglais. J'espère que la version française est bien traduite aussi. Lire la suite
Publié le 11 novembre 2010 par Peter Kirkham
5.0 étoiles sur 5 GRIPPING
The first book of the Millennium, the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo was slow moving, but the second book, the Girl who played with Fire is fast moving, well paced. Love it. Lire la suite
Publié le 13 octobre 2010 par zcourty@free.fr
3.0 étoiles sur 5 Le meilleur des trois livres
Pas mal. A mon avis le meilleur des trois de la série. Un peu trop de coincidences pour que l'histoire soit croyable. A lire pour passer le temps. Lire la suite
Publié le 30 septembre 2010 par Simon Page
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What a maestria! Clever, well documented. A lot of questions to be answered, but we have to read the third part of Millemnium to discover the whole truth: we cannot say... Lire la suite
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