Vlado Petric wonders what's the point of investigating another death in war torn Sarajevo, but his investigation into the killing of a police chief unravels an international art treasure scandal. You'll enjoy this as a fine crime novel and a chilling portrayal of a city at war.
Preparing to go to Dobrinja was a bit like outfitting for a wilderness expedition. Vlado had to arrange for cash, hire a car, find gasoline, plan his route in advance, and drive with a reckless precision that would evade shell holes and torn metal without slowing down enough to invite gunfire. It was not a place for stopping to look at maps, because if Sarajevo had become a sort of hell on earth, Dobrinja was its innermost circle of despair and isolation.
