![]() ![]() ![]() You put together the clues peel back the layers to find the killer only to have more twist and surprises placed in your path. You have got to stop messing with the H Harry it makes you vulnerable. You don't give a toss what your colleagues think of you or whether your boss throws you in jail. How many could Norway have and why are their killings so over the top gruesome? What ever happened to just shooting them. Then this woman Kaja from Oslo Crime Squad shows up at you doorstep, pays your gambling debt and convinces you to come back to Oslo and chase down yet another Norwegian serial killer. The good life for someone who has given up on life. Just smack, glass noodles and gambling on losing horses. You moved to Hong Kong where you graduated at the top of your class from Jim Beam to heroin. You quit Crime Squad for good, sulking from the trauma and devastation in your life caused chasing down that twisted Snowman. Last time I heard from you, you lost the woman you loved, her son who called you Dad and your middle finger. ![]()
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