One Step Behind: A Kurt Wallander Mystery
Henning Mankell, Ebba Segerberg
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On Midsummer's Eve, three friends gather in a secluded meadow in Sweden. In the still-sun-lit northern night, they don costumes and begin to role play. But an uninvited guest soon brings their performance to a gruesome conclusion. His approach is careful; his aim is perfect. Three bullets, three corpses. The murderer then carefully photographs the grisly tableau. Meanwhile, the Ystad police station is experiencing a summer lull. Inspector Kurt Wallander is focusing on living healthier, but his peace of mind is shattered when a fellow officer is murdered. The police slowly realize how little they know about what is going on in their seemingly serene town. An unknown killer is on the loose, but their only lead is a photograph of three dead young people in costume. Forced to dig more deeply than he'd like into the personal life of one of his colleagues, Wallander's investigation uncovers something he could never have imagined. One Step Behind is the fifth book to appear in English in what the Los Angeles Times Book Review calls the "exquisite" Kurt Wallander series.
“No. She wanted us to do something. That was how she put it: ‘You have to do something.’” “What can we really do other than file the report? We’ve alerted Customs.” They fell silent. It was already 8.45 a.m. Wallander looked questioningly at Martinsson. “Svedberg?” Martinsson picked up the receiver and dialled Svedberg’s number, then hung up. “The answerphone again.” Wallander pushed the postcard back across the table to Martinsson. “I don’t think we’re going to get much further,” he said.
address and was on his way. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE The block of flats was on the outskirts of Lund. It was four storeys high, one of five buildings comprising a large housing estate. Once, many years ago when Wallander had come down to Lund with Linda, she had pointed them out to him and told him they were student flats. If she had chosen to study in Lund, she would have lived in a place like this. Wallander shivered, imagining Linda out in the reserve. He didn’t have to guess which
few hours. He needed to bathe and change his clothes. Without having made a firm decision, he left the station and headed home. But once he was in his car, he turned in the direction of Nybrostrand. There would be nobody there at 4 a.m., only the officers assigned to guard the area. Being alone at the crime scene could make it easier to see new details. It didn’t take him long to get there. As he expected, there were no longer any onlookers crowded around the police barricades. One squad car,
them. Not that he had led them down the wrong path, but that he hadn’t led them down the right one. They were still fumbling around in a no-man’s-land, not knowing which way to turn. He had one clear thought in his head. “From now on we work together,” he said. “This room will be our headquarters and our meeting place.” The others went to their offices to get the materials they needed. Only Martinsson lingered in the doorway. “Have you slept at all?” he asked. Wallander shook his head. “You
simple lunch at her home. Wallander and Holgersson spoke about some of their memories of Svedberg. Wallander was the only one who had heard Svedberg explain why he had decided to become a police officer. “He was afraid of the dark,” Wallander said. “That’s what he said. The fear had been with him since his earliest childhood, and he had never been able to understand it or overcome it. He became a police officer because he thought it would be a way to fight this fear, but it never left him.” A