Everyone drop everything right now AND GO READ THIS BOOK. Finally. A story that grips you by the throat and rips out a good meaty chunk, bleeding, juicy. A story with women villains, women perpetrators, women police officers, women murderers, women seducers. Jesus, I want to go to Sweden and find Alexander and Alexandra Ahndoril (Lars Kepler is their pen name) and hug them to death. For the first time I felt like reading a book where both male and female characters were in balance, with enough evil and good on both sides (and with a touch of madness and horror). Is it because it was written by two authors, a man and a woman? I wonder. But what I know for sure is that it will dangle you over a dark frozen lake of suspense by your hair, and won't let you go until the very last moment (and when it will, you'll crash through thin ice and get swallowed by freezing water, laughing uncontrollably).
Also, if you want to know what Janna (title will possibly change to The Apple Picker) will be like, this is it. This is what I will strive for.