The Absolution by Sigurdardottir Yrsa & Sigurdardóttir Yrsa

Author:Sigurdardottir, Yrsa & Sigurdardóttir, Yrsa [Sigurdardottir, Yrsa & Sigurdardóttir, Yrsa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Crime, Mystery, thriller, Suspense
ISBN: 9781250136305
Amazon: 125013630X
Goodreads: 45046762
Publisher: Minotaur Books
Published: 2016-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

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‘The hairs didn’t belong to the killer.’ The lab had agreed to fast-track the DNA analysis of the strands of hair that had been found in Stella’s hand. Erla slammed the report on her desk. ‘Fucking hell.’

Huldar reached for it and soon spotted what had prompted this reaction. The hairs belonged to a woman. He slid the report back to Erla. ‘Is that a hundred per cent certain? Should we maybe check the CCTV footage again and check it’s definitely a man? That could explain why no one’s managed to spot a likely match for the killer among the cinema crowd.’

‘Yeah, maybe.’ Erla rubbed her eyes. ‘You do it, will you? By the way, we’ve finally got the files from Snapchat, so the quality’s much better than the first videos you saw. You can have a look at them too, though you can only see the killer’s arms. Anyway, by all means go and study the cinema footage. The guy who’s been working on that has worn his eyes out looking, but maybe you’ll spot something. That hair has buggered things up because they were keeping an eye out for blokes with grey hair, which turns out to have been a sodding waste of time.’ Erla tapped the report containing the results of the DNA analysis. Sighing, she went on: ‘The ticket sales haven’t provided any leads either. Though maybe that’ll change once we get hold of a suspect. If we do.’ Erla rubbed her hands down her face. ‘This investigation’s making us look totally incompetent.’

Huldar didn’t contradict her. You only had to look at the news sites. Now that Egill’s disappearance had been made public, the police were coming in for heavy criticism. It was only natural since there had been no arrests, despite dozens of people being interviewed. In addition to friends and family, the police had pulled in a number of individuals with a history of violence. None of them had turned out to be likely suspects and most had provided solid alibis, though their number was known to include psychopaths who made very convincing liars, so some of their names remained on the list. But a closer inspection of these people had turned up nothing. And, despite a major search of Reykjavík and the surrounding area by the police and rescue teams, not a trace had been found of Egill. His phone hadn’t reappeared on the network either.

‘OK, I’ll do it,’ Huldar said. ‘I reckon it would be worth paying a visit to Adalheidur’s father too. The report’s a strong indication that something happened at his house. The uniforms who attended the scene say there had been a struggle of some kind. And his explanation’s clearly bullshit.’

‘No one ever brought charges. I checked. So maybe he was telling the truth.’

‘What, that a feral cat got into his house and went for him? Give me a break. Blood spatters on one of the walls? How would you draw blood from a cat during a fight? And how would you get a bruised face? You’d expect him to be scratched, not punched.

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