Burned: A Novel (The Henning Juul Series)
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Uncovering class divisions, racial conflicts, and tangled emotions, this gritty, shocking
novel of suspense heralds the arrival of a major new talent.
Henning Juul is a veteran investigative crime reporter in Oslo, Norway. A horrific fire killed his six-year-old son, cut scars across his face, and ended his marriage, and on his first day back at the job after the terrible tragedy a body is discovered in one of the city’s public parks. A beautiful female college student has been stoned to death and buried up to her neck, her body left bloody and exposed. The brutality of the crime shakes the whole country, but despite his own recent trauma – and the fact that his ex-wife’s new boyfriend is also on the case - Henning is given the assignment. When the victim’s boyfriend, a Pakistani native, is arrested, Henning feels certain the man is innocent. This was not simply a Middle Eastern-style honor killing in the face of adultery – it was a far more complicated gesture, and one that will drag Henning into a darkness he’s never dreamed of.
you know my name?’ Her voice is anxious. He turns to her. For the first time, she sees his whole face, scars and all. Yet, she still doesn’t seem to really see him. He decides to put his cards on the table, before her fear gets the better of her. ‘My name’s Henning Juul.’ Her face remains unchanged. ‘I work for 123news.’ Her open face hardens instantly. ‘Can I ask you some questions, please? Not intrusive, nosy, insensitive ones, just a few questions about Henriette?’ The apathetic stare
about your brother,’ she adds. Marhoni nods. ‘Thank you,’ he says. ‘We’re doing everything we can to find out who did it. But perhaps you already know?’ Marhoni looks at her. ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’ Are you involved with Bad Boys Burning, Mahmoud?’ ‘No.’ ‘Yasser Shah?’ Marhoni shakes his head. ‘Answer the question.’ ‘No.’ ‘Did your brother know any of them?’ ‘If I don’t know who they are, then how can I know if my brother had anything to do with them?’ Well done,
pressing Control+Alt+Delete on her keyboard – and starting her life over. She doesn’t like the person she has become. And using a very special keyboard, she gets the chance to relive her life. Now the question is: will she make the right choices this time or will she make the same mistakes again?’ ‘I see.’ ‘The script needs some work, if I can put it like that, but the story has great potential.’ Henning nods to himself. ‘And Yngve Foldvik came to you with this script?’ A pause follows.
Henning takes a step forward, feeling an urgent need to account for his sexual orientation, but his curiosity gets the better of him. ‘You saw them?’ Goma nods. ‘How many were there?’ ‘Two.’ ‘Can you describe them?’ ‘Do I have to?’ ‘No, you don’t have to, but it would be really helpful.’ Goma sighs. ‘They were dark, both of them. Dark-skinned, I mean. Muslims, I reckon. Their beards were too well groomed and fancy. One of them – it didn’t look like he had proper hair. More like it was
Gundersen’s lack of sleep is the result of a blazing row with Nora. Gundersen joins the national news crowd and says hi, his breath reeking of garlic and alcohol. He sets down his cup of coffee. ‘Late night?’ Henning asks. ‘Later than I had planned,’ Gundersen says, bending down to switch on his computer. He straightens up, pulls a face and starts to massage his temples with his fingertips. ‘They cook bloody good food at Delicatessen,’ he says. ‘One beer soon leads to another, when you’re