Guilty. One word on a beggar’s cardboard sign. And now he is dead, stabbed in a wintry Copenhagen street, the second homeless victim in as many weeks.

Dagbladet reporter Jensen, stumbling across the body on her way to work, calls her ex lover DI Henrik Jungersen. As, inevitably, old passions are rekindled, so are old regrets, and that is just the start of Jensen’s troubles. The front page is an open goal, but nothing feels right….. When a third body turns up, it seems certain that a serial killer is on the loose. But why pick on the homeless? And is the link to an old murder case just a coincidence? With her teenage apprentice Gustav, Jensen soon finds herself putting everything on the line to discover exactly who is guilty …

My Review

Firstly let me say that I really enjoyed this book but I have one or two reservations. It took me a while to get into it but once I did, I found it really exciting.

However, I’m still not sure why everyone finds Jensen so attractive. She’s annoying and appears to have very little or no moral compass in her personal life – her relationship with Henrik plus some poor sod in London who she likes for his money. Or is that typical of journalists? I hope not.

Oh yes, Henrik. Uncouth, uneducated, untidy, rough and bald. What’s not to like? Ha! What is to like? Not a lot it would appear. I wouldn’t fancy him in the dark while wearing a blindfold. In fact the main Danish men in this story – Henrik, Ebsen, Christian – are all portrayed as womanisers – is that typical of Danish men? The nice ones are immigrants – Aziz, Liron. I once worked for a lady who had a butler called Aziz – brought back so many memories.

But back to the plot. Three bodies, no obvious links, or are their deaths political, designed to implicate the government because of cut backs? Or is there a serial killer on the loose, randomly picking off homeless people? I never believed the latter for a moment as it wouldn’t make such a good story. And then there are too many coincidences and Jensen, like me, doesn’t believe in coincidences. She just won’t let go. She’s like a terrier with a dead rabbit in its jaws. She’s determined to solve this, even if the police are getting nowhere.

Lots of twists and turns and some very exciting moments.

Many thanks to The Pigeonhole and my fellow Pigeons for making this such an enjoyable read.

About the Author

Heidi Amsinck, a writer and journalist born in Copenhagen, spent many years covering Britain for the Danish press, including a spell as London Correspondent for the broadsheet daily Jyllands-Posten. She has written numerous short stories for radio, including the three-story sets Danish Noir, Copenhagen Confidential and Copenhagen Curios, all produced by Sweet Talk for BBC Radio 4. A graduate of the MA in Creative Writing at Birkbeck, University of London, Heidi lives in London. She was previously shortlisted for the VS Pritchett Memorial Prize. Last Train to Helsingør is her first published collection of stories. Her crime novel My Name is Jensen, set in Copenhagen, was published in August 2021.

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