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Drawing Dead
Sander Solvang is finally back on his feet. Sort of.
Months after the events at the hospital, he has a prosthetic leg, a flat he can afford, and a fragile routine that almost passes for a life. Then Dr Sverre Jensen brings him to a poker night, and Sander finds something he did not expect. A community. And a place where reading people matters more than walking.
Poker suits him. The odds. The masks.
Then a beloved old regular is found brutally murdered after a weekend event, and the police grab the easiest suspect. A man with a record, a temper, and a story that fits too neatly.
Sander can’t leave it alone.
Because once you’ve seen the pattern that doesn’t belong, you can’t unsee it. And in a room full of players, everyone is hiding something, even the people who smile and buy the next round.
In Tromsø, the cards are never the whole game.
And some hands are drawing dead.
Months after the events at the hospital, he has a prosthetic leg, a flat he can afford, and a fragile routine that almost passes for a life. Then Dr Sverre Jensen brings him to a poker night, and Sander finds something he did not expect. A community. And a place where reading people matters more than walking.
Poker suits him. The odds. The masks.
Then a beloved old regular is found brutally murdered after a weekend event, and the police grab the easiest suspect. A man with a record, a temper, and a story that fits too neatly.
Sander can’t leave it alone.
Because once you’ve seen the pattern that doesn’t belong, you can’t unsee it. And in a room full of players, everyone is hiding something, even the people who smile and buy the next round.
In Tromsø, the cards are never the whole game.
And some hands are drawing dead.
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