FINALLY, we learn what all that falderol about Van Veeteren was all about. All those books. All those chewed up toothpicks. All those cryptic says. And those hidden good qualities--wait, NO. I cannot go that far. Anyway, in this extremely lengthy book we get to go back to Van Veeteren's early years and a kid who bullied him and others and to guilt that has underlaid so much of Van Veeteren's relationship with this man who served time in prison and has vowed never to do that again. We learn about a set of cases that has pursued him into his years as a retired Chief Inspector and the owner of an "antiquarian bookshop."
It took me a while before I looked up Maarsdam, Sweden, to learn that it does not exist and is, as Nesser's books imply, actually some fictional combination of Sweden, Germany, Norway, the Netherlands, and who knows what all. I like for my Scandanavian books to be deeply rooted in their settings and to be realistic in that way. Sure, a made up street or housing complex I expect--but a whole city, surrounding cities, all the streets, restaurants, forests, etc. What this fellow's study must look like so he doesn't trip his characters up in this mythical map! But at least that explains the honorifics (Mister, Ms, Mistress, and a few other descripters of status).
G gets his "name" from school days. There are two boys with the same first and last name and a careless school teacher gives him the G which ended up becoming his nickname. As a great bully, he learned to take even bad things that happened to him and turning them into strengths in the eyes of "his lessers." And, boy howdy, does he make use to let Van Veeteren to know he is still far stronger than the Chief Inspector.
Will his great skills as a detective and an interrogator finally get G to confess? Just how Hakan Nesser, our author, deals with that is quite a step for a writer who seems finally have decided to let this character retire and is turning his writerly attention to a more loveable character in his new books. Barbarotti works in SWEDEN, but he is Italian by heritage so Nesser can mess around with that little bit.