This is my third book by Indridason. He‘s an Icelandic author and all his books I have read are set there.The New York Times called him, “The prince of gloom,” and I agree. That‘s different than depression. I particular like the way he writes dialogue. The crimes he unravels are complex but not far-fetched.

So I took my book to Staples, had them slice off the spine, made color copies of the cover, cut those down to size, divided the book into the five sections and had Staples spiral-bind them. So much easier to read this way! I‘m in the Cosette section now.