I am Charles Olav Torp; he thinks. How weird to wake up in this heavy body. There are sounds outside, but they know nothing. They think this day is a day like any other. No one has yet noticed the tremor, but soon it will spread and hit all these decent people. With his inner eye he can see the crowd, and just then they all turn to him with a look of accusation.
The Murder of Harriet Krohn is a dark and intense portray of a murderer. The reader is with him, in his mind and actions, from the very first moment until the hideous murder take place. A murder that give him the economic possibility to fulfil his daughter Julies greatest dream. Everything is better, the future seems bright and wide open. If it had just not been for Konrad Sejer.
"Fossum has written a tight and intense book, where you on one side can easily feel sympathy for Charles, but again and again get reminded that he is actually a murderer."
"No Norwegian Crime Writer can better give us the image of the feelings and thoughts of a murderer than Karin Fossum"
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