Scandicrime

A contribution to the booming genre of Scandinavian crime fiction

Olga Strom, crossing the frozen farmland, approached the derelict outbuildings with Rurik, her assistant, following at the rear. ‘Any sign of anyone?’ he called, staring down at the taut jeans that clung like Clingfilm to Olga’s rear. Summoned by a tip-off, they knew that Hektor Koch, the serial sadist, would be peering unseen from the shadows. Fearless as ever, Olga, refusing Rurik’s request for backup, stepped out into the open and posed provocatively, acting as bait. She watched and waited but nothing stirred. Was she losing her allure? It was then that she remembered Hektor’s ‘previous’ and his predilection for more androgynous prey. She stepped back.

‘Your turn Rurik,’ she ordered. ‘Take my place!’ Reluctantly Rurik obeyed and Hektor immediately sprang from a doorway and made for Rurik. Olga was ready. Quick as a flash, out came the handcuffs. The rat was trapped and another case nicely wrapped up.