Review For the missing – Lina Bengtsdotter
Review For the missing – Lina Bengtsdotter
The first book ‘For the missing’, in the series about detective Charlie Lager is a winner. Charlie is sent from her police station in Stockholm to a small village Gullspång, to help with a case of a missing person. She really doesn’t want to go. She was born and grew up in Gullspång and left at the age of 15.
Secrets
She cannot find a way, without spilling her secrets of the past, to refuse this assignment. So pretty soon she leaves Stockholm with her coworker Anders. The missing girl, Annabelle, is 17 years old and her parents are frantic. Nobody has seen her since she went missing and the whole case is a mystery.
Past
Before long she finds out that she’s not the only one with secrets in her past. She meets up with people, old friends and some people she wanted to forget. How long can she keep her secrets hidden? And what will she eventually find out about her own past, the more she finds out about her hometown?
Local police
It doesn’t quite help that the local police is not very willing to lend her a hand. The name Charlie led them to believe she was one of the guys, not some ‘chick’ from the big city here to tell them how to do their job. Suffice to say that Charlie doesn’t feel very welcome in her former hometown. She wants to finish her job as soon as she can and get out of there.
Ingredients
All the usual ingredients for a thriller are there. Still, this book is well worth reading. Its well written and has enough tension to keep you interested. Charlie Lager is a complicated woman you want to get to know better. Her coworkers and friends are a nice bunch of people, all with their own stories to tell.
Lina Bengtsdotter
Lina Bengtdotter grew up in the small village of Gullspång herself. She was born in 1977, and lives with her children in Stockholm. This is her first book and was chosen as best thriller and best-sold thriller in Sweden in 2017. Lina teaches Swedish and Psychology in between writing her books.
Topfan
Topfan
Last week I got a message from Facebook that I earned a badge. You’ve probably received this before, as well. From now on I could tell the world I was a ‘topfan’ after I reacted a couple of times to a page I liked. I laughed, ’cause who decides wether I am a topfan and does that make me different somehow? Of course it’s a positive thing and meant to make you happy.
Rewards
I’m all for rewards. The more the better. But I question this badge. Some time ago, some people working in admin at Facebook decided to reward people who took the time and effort to comment more than once on a subject/person on Facebook. ‘Let’s give them a badge,’ they must’ve thought. This way they will feel better about themselves.
Value
Apparently it works, ’cause I see people picked it up. There are lots of topfans around. It’s really fine with me. I won’t judge anyone. I just wonder if there is such a thing as a ‘bottom fan, a not-so-topfan, a less than serious fan’ or any other kind of fan. And who is to decide which sticker I get to have? And does this make me feel any more important than somebody who’s not a topfan, yet?
Past
Maybe it’s still got something to do with my past. I used to be a topfan of Donny Osmond as a young teenager. My room was filled with posters and I cried every time I heard ‘Puppy love’. Of course I was teased in school. But I couldn’t care less. I was fan and I loved this kid. But this was then and now is now. I’m no fan anymore.
Admiration
Now I do admire people, lots of them in fact. There are men and women I gladly get inspired by. I take their examples and try to incorporate their actions in my life. But never before I make them mine first. Never to blindly copy. A badge is nice, it’s like a medal. But I would rather really deserve one by expanding my limits, then to just comment on something someone else did. Unless I take a personal or global chance to make a change.
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