A train crashes and derails following a storm in the Norwegian mountains.
The passengers find refuge in a hotel close by. As the hours turn into days, a couple of them turn up dead.
A wheelchair-bound former detective has to contribute her skills and intuition to get to the root of the matter.
First Scandinavian read. Brought back memories of Agatha Christie’s Murder on the Orient Express.
The translation was obvious from the first few pages. The sentences were strung together differently. It still retained enough dark humour , sarcasm and emotion to make the mystery and suspense easier to bear.
In small sections, the author veers off for fleeting insights about family, politics, disability, religion and sexuality.
Like the storm , the book seemed to be going on forever but eventually picks up pace and culminates in a haha! moment.
However, the ending after the ending left no clues, no answer , no closure! So confusing.
Fun fact- the author is a former Minister of Norway.
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