This is the third book in the Konrad Simonsen series, by Danish brother/sister writing team Lotte and Soren Hammer. I enjoyed the first - The Hanging, reviewed in this space. I missed the second – The Girl in the Ice, but I will seek it out.
As noted in my first review, I am wary of writing “teams”, but the Hammers helped me overcome this with a combined voice I found to be dry but also very funny at the most surprising junctures. In The Vanished, the humorous element is replaced by a more musing, philosophical voice. This shift reflects an ageing, almost retired, head of the homicide team, recently felled by a heart attack from stress and careless living. Detective Superintendent Konrad Simonsen is trying to slowly ease back into his role as the story opens.
Instead of getting straight back into a serious murder investigation, Simonsen’s second-in-command Arne Pedersen, who has been acting as Super, assigns him the mostly bureaucratic task of collecting and confirming the details of an apparent accidental death – a broken neck caused by a fall down some stairs. The victim is a postman, who turns out to have been a complete loner. And who converted to the Catholic church. More in-depth forensics lead Simonsen to believe there may have been foul play. And a deeper look into that possibility brings to light the possibility that the dead postman was also involved in a very disturbing incident.
Simonsen ends up chasing the ghost of a long-missing British girl who was traveling in Denmark in the late 60’s, the era of free love, drugs and social alienation, etc. Also time of much personal upheaval for a now senior cop.
Despite fragile health, Konrad Simonsen remains an irascible, deeply intuitive cop who has trouble communicating the most important things to those trying to help him. He is surrounded by interesting supporting characters. First among them is the Countess, a senior detective who happens to come from Denmark’s nobility. She and “Simon” are now in the first stages of living together, though they both hold to their own ground professionally. The young and volatile, and now PTSD-damaged, Inspector Pauline Berg adds emotional frisson. The unnamed Deputy Commissioner brings matronly charm and gentle humor.
(What happened to Inspector Poul Trouson, source of the mordant humor I so much enjoyed in The Hanging? …Another reason to read the second book in this series.)
But the dynamic informing this investigation is completely different from the first book, and therefore so is the tone of the story. To the authors’ credit. Some crime writers tend to repeat themselves.
At the heart of it, and what makes this crime novel fascinating, is Simonsen’s ongoing dialogue with the priest who was the dead postman’s confessor. There are not so many Catholics in Denmark; our cop is not sure how to approach a priest. The priest is smart. Polite and engaging though he may be, he knows how to use the Church’s shield of immunity in guarding the postman’s most intimate revelations – and yet provide a perceptive cop with useful information.
Can Simonsen hear rightly? The crux of this investigation is in the space between the cop and the priest. And it’s done perfectly.
4 stars. I wish the dark-funny element was still at play. But in The Vanished, the Hammers go to a different, deeper societal place. Well worth the slower, more contemplative pace.