What I loved most about this book were the descriptions of the Scandinavian landscape - always shrouded in mystery and suspense in keeping with the murder at the heart of the story. A cold and unforgiving climate but a very real community richly brought to life.
The village was very quiet now the rush at the arrival of the post bus was over. Annie found it hard to make it all out, the decay and desolation jarring against the new buildings and improvements. Why couldn't they be bothered to pull down the decayed and collapsed buildings?Didn't they see them any longer?