This was the first book I read by the German author Jan Seghers. I had seen it a few times before in the bookstores, but when I had a long train journey to make, I finally had a excuse to buy it.
I enjoyed the story. For me, it felt like I was reading a Scandinavian thriller, with a lot of room for psychology and social-cultural problems. Luckily, that’s the kind of book I like to read. Unfortunately I haven’t seen a lot from Jan Seghers after this one, but haven’t (for reasons unknown) really looked for them either. I should really do so.