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COLD TRAIL
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Paperback ISBN: 978-0-9824449-8-6
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Paperback ISBN: 978-0-9824449-8-6
Price: $13.95
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Amidst freezing rain, a convicted wife-murderer escapes from his father’s funeral. Detective Lieutenant Kari Takamaki and his homicide team must return Timo Repo back to prison. But as the manhunt begins, Takamaki's team starts digging into old evidence. Why would Repo flee now, with over half his sentence completed? Was he guilty after all? Or was he an innocent man unjustly sentenced to life in prison - and to losing his only son? Timo Repo’s escape is no longer a routine case. Helsinki Homicide: Cold Trail deliberates taking justice into your own hands. While Takamaki ponders whether the legal system always gets it right, Repo battles with his conscience and those who have wronged him.
Excerpt from the novel:
Timo Repo was sure he'd just gotten caught. He had heard the wailing of the police car before it turned the corner, but it had zoomed past. He had instinctively turned his face toward the display window and hope for the best. He was envisioning a scene with the officer aiming a gun at him and ordering him to put his hands up.
And that's how it had gone down eight years ago. he couldn't imagine a worse way to wake up. The police officer slapping his face and shouting. Opening his eyes to find himself looking down the barrel of a pistol. And then the third thing he noticed was how sticky his hands were, and the sweet, sickening smell in the air. Repo remembered it all like it was yesterday. Coca-Cola? No, something red. Blood. He decided not to pursue those thoughts any further.
He needed to get out of downtown, and fast. The police car bothered him. Why had it passed him by? Why didn't it stop? Why didn't some gorilla in blue coveralls jump out, waving a gun?
Repo jogged a couple of steps and accidentally bumped a skinny punk in a hoodie.
"Fucking faggot. You wanna get your ass kicked?"
"Sorry. Late for my train." Repo apologized without stopping. In his younger days he might have mashed the guy's face into a pizza, but not now.
At the corner, Repo crossed over to the post office side of the street and set course for the central train station.
Just then a police car pulled up to the railway station taxi stand and two officers stepped out. Both scanned the crowd.
The novel is yet another thrilling read from Sipila, full of his trademark rugged realism. The sequel to Nothing but the Truth is the fourth of his novels to be translated into English.
“Sipila’s realistic narration of the lives of both criminals and cops continues in Cold Trail.” - Helsingin Sanomat
“Sipila is one of the great Finnish crime novelists.” - Ilta-Sanomat.
Excerpt from the novel:
Timo Repo was sure he'd just gotten caught. He had heard the wailing of the police car before it turned the corner, but it had zoomed past. He had instinctively turned his face toward the display window and hope for the best. He was envisioning a scene with the officer aiming a gun at him and ordering him to put his hands up.
And that's how it had gone down eight years ago. he couldn't imagine a worse way to wake up. The police officer slapping his face and shouting. Opening his eyes to find himself looking down the barrel of a pistol. And then the third thing he noticed was how sticky his hands were, and the sweet, sickening smell in the air. Repo remembered it all like it was yesterday. Coca-Cola? No, something red. Blood. He decided not to pursue those thoughts any further.
He needed to get out of downtown, and fast. The police car bothered him. Why had it passed him by? Why didn't it stop? Why didn't some gorilla in blue coveralls jump out, waving a gun?
Repo jogged a couple of steps and accidentally bumped a skinny punk in a hoodie.
"Fucking faggot. You wanna get your ass kicked?"
"Sorry. Late for my train." Repo apologized without stopping. In his younger days he might have mashed the guy's face into a pizza, but not now.
At the corner, Repo crossed over to the post office side of the street and set course for the central train station.
Just then a police car pulled up to the railway station taxi stand and two officers stepped out. Both scanned the crowd.
The novel is yet another thrilling read from Sipila, full of his trademark rugged realism. The sequel to Nothing but the Truth is the fourth of his novels to be translated into English.
“Sipila’s realistic narration of the lives of both criminals and cops continues in Cold Trail.” - Helsingin Sanomat
“Sipila is one of the great Finnish crime novelists.” - Ilta-Sanomat.
