I am a huge fan of Jo Nesbø's work, both the standalone novels as well as the Harry Hole series. Heck, there were times when I almost fell in love with Harry Hole. But not this time. How excited I was to find out that Hole was back, more than three years after the last book was published, how disappointed I am after having read the last page. Sure, Harry hole is in the book. And sure, the well known other characters are in there as well. And sure, there is a brilliant case to be solved, one which leads to unexpected twists and turns. And still.... I couldn't help but feel that this book was different. Like it "had to be" written but that Nesbø's soul wasn't in there. Like someone else wrote parts of it. The case was intense enough, though seemed messy and conclusions and solutions suddenly appeared out of nowhere, just to make the story work. A little far fetched from time to time. Too long too. I don't know, it just didn't work for me like the other books in the series did. A pitty. Harry Hole is not who he used to be....