Set in the Danish coastal town of Karrebaeksminde, journalist Rebekka Franck returns to her hometown with her six year old daughter. She is trying to escape her ex-husband and starting a new life for her and her daughter, when the small sleepy town experiences a murder. One of the kingdoms wealthiest men is brutally murdered in his summer residence in Karrebaeksminde. While Rebekka Franck and her punk photographer Sune try to cover the story for the local newspaper another murder happens on a high society rich man. Now Rebekka Franck realizes that the drowsy little kingdom of Denmark has gotten its first serial killer and soon a series of dark secrets - long buried but not forgotten – will see the day of light.
One, two, He is coming for you.
Three, four, better lock your door.
Five, six, grab your crucifix.
Seven, eight, gonna stay up late.
Nine, ten, you will never sleep again.
One, two … the song in his head wouldn’t escape. Sure, he knew where it came from. It was that rhyme from the horror movies. The ones with the serial killer, that Freddy Krueger guy with a burned, disfigured face, red and dark green striped sweater, brown fedora hat, and a glove armed with razors to kill his victims in their dreams and take their souls, which would kill them in the real world. “A Nightmare on Elm Street,” that was the movie’s name. Yes, he knew its origin. And he had his reasons for singing that particular song in this exact moment. He knew why, and so would his future victims.
He lit a cigarette and stared out the window at a waiting bird in the bare treetop. Waiting for the sunlight to come back, just like the rest of the kingdom of Denmark at this time of the year. Waiting for spring with its explosion of colors, like a sea of promises of sunlight and a warmer wind. But still the winter had to go away. And it hadn’t. The trees were still naked, the sky gray as steel, the ground wet and cold. February always seemed the longest month in the little country though it was the shortest in the calendar. People talked about it every day as they showed up for work or school.
Every freaking day since Christmas.
Now, it wouldn’t be long before the light came back. But in reality it always took months of waiting and anticipating before spring finally appeared.
The man staring out the window didn’t pay much attention to the weather though. He stood with his cigarette between two fingers. To him, the time he had been waiting ages for was finally here.
He kept humming the same song, the same line. One, two, he is coming for you .... The cigarette burned a hole in the parquet floor. He picked up the remains with his hands wearing white plastic gloves and carefully placed them in a small plastic bag that he put in his brown briefcase. He would leave no trace of being in the house where the body of another man was soon to be found.
He closed the briefcase and went into the hall, where he sat in a leather chair by the door to the main entrance.
Waiting for his victim to come home.
He glanced at himself in the mirror by the entrance door. He could see from where he was sitting how nicely he had dressed for the occasion.
He was outfitted in a blue blazer with the famous Trolle coat of arms on the chest, little yellow emblem with a red headless lion—the traditional blazer for a student of Herlufsholm boarding school. The school was located by the Susaa River in Naestved, about 80 kilometers south of Copenhagen, the capital of Denmark. As the oldest boarding school in Denmark, the school took pride in an array of unique traditions. Some of them the world outside never would want to know about.
The blazer was now too small, so he couldn’t close it, but otherwise he was looking almost like he had been back in 1986. He was, after all, still a fairly handsome man. And unlike the majority of the guys from back then, he had kept most of his hair.
His victim had done well for himself, he noticed. No surprise in that though, with parents who were multibillionaires. The old villa by the sea of Smaalandsfarvandet in the southern part of Zeeland was big and admirable. It could easily fit a couple of families. It was typical of his victim to have a place like this just as his holiday residence.
When he heard the Jaguar on the gravel outside, he took the glove out of the briefcase and put it on his right hand. He stretched his fingers and the metal claws followed.
He listened for voices but didn’t hear any to his satisfaction.
His victim was alone.
excellent Danish murder mystery
When journalist Rebekka Franck flees from her abusive husband and returns to her hometown she gives up a high profile career and gets a job on her local paper. She thinks that she will be covering minor local interest events and certainly does not expect to become caught up in a particularly gruesome serial murder case. Someone is murdering wealthy, prominent figures and when the police fail to connect the killings, Rebekka decides to investigate with just the help of a computer hacking photographer.
I thought this was a well written, exciting story. Unlike the previous reviewer I did not think the spelling and grammar were particularly bad. In some cases the writing seemed a little formal and stilted from which you could ascertain that the author was not a native English speaker but it certainly did not affect my enjoyment of the book. After all, how many of us could write a novel in Danish or any other language for that matter. I believe the author intends to write further books about the main characters and I eagerly await the next one.
By kittycat 2000
One, Two ... He is coming for you ... So you better get this now!
This book was amazing, unlike many other books this one gets straight into all the the action and point of the whole story which I liked a lot.
The fact that the song is so well know as is the story behind it really adds to the scary and intense nature of this book because you have the image of Freddy Kruger in your head and that allows you to build up such strong images of the characters and history behind them.
I gave this book 5 stars which it totally deserves. It is a brilliant crime thriller with a bit of romance and of course, mystery. You will never guess who the killer is until it is revealed to you and that is what made me enjoy it so much.
100% recommend this read.
By Sarah C
Scandinavian mystery when it is best!
"One, two, ... He is coming for you" was an amazing mystery. Had me guessing all the way and I was so surprised once I realized that I was completely wrong. That's mystery when it is best. Plus I love the setting. Denmark and Scandinavia is perfect for murder-mysteries and dark secrets. I can highly recommend it!