The Man on the Balcony: A Martin Beck Police Mystery (3) (Martin Beck Police Mysteries)

The Man on the Balcony: A Martin Beck Police Mystery (3) (Martin Beck Police Mysteries)

Per Wahlöö

Language: English

Pages: 192

ISBN: 0307390470

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The chilling third novel in the Martin Beck mystery series by the internationally renowned crime writing duo Maj Sjöwall and Per Wahlöö, finds Martin Beck investigating a string of child murders.In the once peaceful parks of Stockholm, a killer is stalking young girls and disposing their bodies. The city is on edge, and an undercurrent of fear has gripped its residents. Martin Beck, now a superintendent, has two possible witnesses: a silent, stone-cold mugger and a mute three year old boy. With the likelihood of another murder growing as each day passes, the police force work night and day. But their efforts have offered little insight into the methodology of the killer. Then a distant memory resurfaces in Beck's mind, and he may just have the break he needs.

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pertly. "At any rate so I heard." 'What else did you come here for?" 'Don't rush me," she said with a toss of her head. 'What do you know?" Larsson said impatiently. 'I think you're being offensive," she said. "Funny the way all cops are so damn fresh." 'If it's the reward you're after, there isn't one," Larsson said. 'You can stuff your reward," the lady said. 'Why have you come?" Martin Beck asked as gently as he could. 'I've got all the bread I want," she said. Obviously she had come

weapon and tumbled backwards against the wall, where he remained sitting with his left arm over his face. 'Don't hit me," he said. He was naked. The woman, who had leaped up from the bed a second later, was wearing a wrist watch with a tartan strap. She stood stock still with her back to the wall on the other side of the bed, staring from the submachine gun on the floor to the gigantic fair man in the tweed suit. She made not the slightest attempt to cover herself. She was a pretty girl with

remember that day…" 'But he's only three," she broke in. "He can't even talk properly. We're the only ones who can understand all he says. Come to that, we don't understand everything either." 'Well, we can try," the husband said. "I mean, let's do what we can to help. Perhaps Lena can get him to remember what he did." 'Thanks," Martin Beck said. "I'd be grateful." Mrs. Oskarsson got up and went into the nursery, returning soon with the children. Bosse ran up and stood beside his father.

knife. 'Where's Lennart?" Martin Beck asked. Gunvald Larsson reluctantly finished his dental research, wiped the paper knife on his sleeve and said: "How the hell do I know?" "Melander then?" Gunvald Larsson put the paper knife down on the pen tray and shrugged. 'In the lavatory, I suppose. What do you want?" "Nothing. What are you doing?" Gunvald Larsson did not answer at once. Not until Martin Beck moved towards the door did he say: "People are goddam crazy." "What do you mean?" 'I've just

down at it. The sheets were crumpled and grubby, the pillow squashed into a lump. Even so, it didn't look as if anyone had slept in it for several days. Kollberg came back. 'Only newspapers and advertisements," he said. "What's the date of the paper lying there?" Martin Beck put his head on one side, narrowed his eyes and said: 'Thursday the eighth of June." 'It evidently comes the day after. He hasn't touched his post since Saturday the tenth. Not after the murder in Vanadis Park." 'Yet he

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