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This is the 5th book in the Martin Beck series of Swedish police procedurals. I’ve read through book 6, but had skipped this one because it wasn’t available as a digital checkout through one of my library systems. Fortunately, I was able to double back and get it as a print book. There are a total of 10 books in the series, so I am now over the halfway point.
I preferred this entry to the next one, Murder at the Savoy (which I read first), because I felt like the plot was better. These are definitely police procedurals, and they are very old school. They don’t rely on flashy technology or CCTV footage because neither DNA nor ubiquitous surveillance cameras have been invented yet. These are the classic “put on your shoes and knock on doors” procedurals. The crime is solved through solid police work and nothing more.
I get the impression from reading these books that Sweden in the 1960’s was a fairly grim place, and a far cry from the sleek, modern cities (or the picturesque countryside) that I picture when I think of it today. The authors depict it as a rough and tumble working class society, with quite a lot of organized crime and vice.
The series is named for one of the characters, Martin Beck, but it is really an ensemble enterprise, similar to Ed McBain’s 87th Precinct series. In this particular installment, Martin Beck does not play a starring role. All of the characters are important and distinct from one another. A solid entry into the series.
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