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᠖ Read a תּ The Scarred Woman pdf ᡛ E-Pub Author Jussi Adler Olsen ᢜ ᠖ Read a תּ The Scarred Woman pdf ᡛ E-Pub Author Jussi Adler Olsen ᢜ 1 Tuesday, April 26th, 2016 As always, her face bore traces of the night before Her skin was dry and the dark circles under her eyes were pronounced than they d been when she went to bed Denise sneered at her reflection in the mirror She had now spent an hour on damage control, but it was never good enough You look and smell like a hooker, she said, mimicking her grandmother s voice as she applied her eyeliner one time In the studio apartments around her, the noise signaled that the other tenants were waking up and that it would soon be evening again It was a well known cacophony of sounds the chinking of bottles, the knocking on doors to bum cigarettes, and the constant traffic to and from the run down toilet with shower that the contract described as exclusive The small society of Danish outcasts from one of the darker streets of Frederiksstaden was now set in motion for yet another evening with no real purpose After turning around a few times, she stepped toward the mirror to inspect her face close up Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who s the fairest of them all She laughed with an indulgent smile as she caressed her reflection with her fingertips She puckered her lips, let her fingers slide up her hips, over her breasts, up to her neck, and into her hair She picked some fluff from her angora blouse and dabbed a little foundation on a couple of insufficiently covered blemishes on her face before stepping back with satisfaction Her plucked and painted eyebrows together with NeuLash enhanced eyelashes added to her overall appearance The makeup, together with the glow of her irises, gave her a intense look, adding with ease an extra element of aloofness In other words, she was ready to take on the world I m Denise, she practiced saying, tensing her throat It was as deep as her voice could be Denise, she whispered, slowly parting her lips and letting her chin drop toward her chest The result was fantastic when she adopted this attitude Some might interpret her look as submissive, but it was exactly the opposite Wasn t it precisely at this angle that the hotspots a woman s eyelashes and pupils best caught the attention of those around her Totally in control She nodded, screwing the lid of her face cream back on and piling her arsenal of cosmetics back in the bathroom cabinet After a quick look around the small room she realized that hours of hard work lay ahead of her clearing away the laundry, making the bed, washing all the glasses, taking out the trash, and sorting all the bottles Fuck it, she thought, grabbing the duvet and shaking it and plumping the pillow, convincing herself that when one of her sugar daddies had made it this far, he wouldn t give a damn about the rest She sat on the edge of the bed and checked that her handbag had all the essentials she would need She nodded with satisfaction She was ready to take on the world and all its desires An unwelcome sound made her turn to face the door Click, clack, click, clack, came the limping, loathsome sound You re far too early, Mother, she thought as the door outside between the stairs and the corridor was pushed open It was almost eight o clock, so why was she coming now It was way past her dinnertime She counted the seconds, already feeling irritated as she got up from the bed, when the knock came at the door Honey she heard her mother shouting from the other side Won t you open the door Denise took deep breaths, remaining silent If she didn t answer, her mother would surely just go Denise, I know you re in there Open up just for a moment I have something important to tell you Denise sighed And why should I do that I don t suppose you brought any dinner up with you she shouted Not today, no Oh, won t you come downstairs to eat, Denise Just for today Your grandmother is here Denise rolled her eyes So her grandmother was downstairs The mere thought was enough to make her heart race and cause her to break out in a sweat Grandmother can kiss my ass I hate that bitch Oh, Denise, you mustn t talk like that Won t you just let me in for a moment I really must speak with you Not now Just leave the dinner in front of the door, as usual Apart from the man with the flabby skin who lived a few doors down the corridor, who had already downed his first beer of the day and was now sobbing in despair over his miserable existence, it was suddenly totally quiet out in the corridor It wouldn t surprise her if everyone was pricking up their ears right at this moment, but what did she care They could just ignore her mother like she did Denise filtered out the sound of her mother s pleas, concentrating instead on the whining coming from the loser down the hall All the divorced men like him living in studio apartments were just so pathetic and laughable How could they believe the future might be brighter given how they looked They stank of unwashed clothes and drank themselves into oblivion in their pitiful loneliness How could these cringeworthy idiots live with being so pathetic Denise snorted How often had they stood in front of her door in an effort to tempt her with their small talk and cheap wine from Aldi, their eyes betraying hope of something else and As if she would ever associate with men who lived in studio apartments She s brought money with her for us, Denise, her mother said insistently Now she had Denise s attention You simply have to come down with me because if you don t she won t give us anything for this month There was a pause before she spoke again And then we really won t have anything, will we, Denise she said severely Can t you shout a little louder so they can also hear you in the next building Denise retorted Denise Her mother s voice was now quivering I m warning you If your grandmother doesn t give us that money, you ll have to go to the social services office because I haven t paid your rent for this month Or maybe you thought I had Denise took a deep breath, went over to the mirror, and put on her lipstick one final time Ten minutes with the woman and then she was out of there She had nothing but shit and confrontation coming her way The bitch wouldn t leave her in peace for a second She would just come with demand after demand And if there was something Denise couldn t deal with, it was all the demands people put on her It simply drained all the life and energy out of her It depleted her Down on the first floor in her mothers apartment there was a not unexpected stench of tinned mock turtle soup Once in a while it might be cutlets only just past their sell by date or rice pudding in sausage shaped plastic packaging There wasnt exactly entrecte on the menu when her mother attempted to put on a spread, which the blemished silver plated candlesticks with spluttering candles emphasized In this flickering artificial ambience the vulture was already seated at the center of the table, scowling and ready to attack Denise was almost knocked out from the stench of her cheap perfume and powder, which no shop with any self respect would demean itself to sell Now her grandmother parted her dry, red, blotchy lips Maybe the vulture was preparing to smile, but Denise was not so easily fooled She attempted to count to ten but this time made it to only three before the woman s verbal abuse began Well The little princess could finally find time to come down and say hello A dark and disapproving look came over the grandmother s face after a quick inspection of Denise s seminude midriff Already plastered with makeup and I don t know what No one will miss you coming, because that really would be a catastrophe, wouldn t it, Dorrit Would you stop calling me that It s almost ten years since I changed my name Since you ask so politely, yes, as it isn t something one is accustomed to from you Then you think that name becomes you better, do you Denise A little French It almost puts one in mind of the suggestively dressed ladies of the night, so, yes, maybe it is fitting She looked her up and down Then congratulations with the camouflage work, is all I can say You ve prepared yourself for the hunt, I wouldn t wonder Denise noticed how her mother tried to calm the mood with a slight touch of her hand on her grandmother s arm, as if that had ever worked Even in that area her mother had always been weak And what have you been up to, if one might inquire continued her grandmother There was something about a new course, or was it actually an internship She squinted Was it a job as a nail technician you wanted to try this time I almost can t keep up with all the excitement in your life, so you ll have to help me But wait, maybe you re not actually doing anything at the moment Could that be it Denise didn t answer She just tried to keep her lips sealed Her grandmother raised her eyebrows Oh yes, you re much too precious for work, aren t you Why did she bother asking when she had all the answers Why was she sitting there hiding behind her wiry grey hair in a mask of disgust It made you want to spit at her What stopped her from doing it Denise has decided to enroll in a course to learn how to coach people, interjected her mother bravely The metamorphosis was enormous Her grandmother s mouth was open, aghast the wrinkles on her nose disappeared and after a short pause the change was accompanied by a laugh that came so deep from within her rotten core that it made the hair on Denise s neck stand on end Oh, that s what she s decided, is it An interesting thought, Denise coaching other people Just in what, exactly, if I might inquire Is it actually possible to find anyone in this disturbed world who would want to be coached by someone who can do absolutely nothing besides dolling themselves up In that case, the world must have come to a complete standstill Mother Denise s mother attempted to interrupt Be quiet, Birgit Let me finish She turned toward Denise I will be direct I don t know anyone as lazy, talentless, or with so little sense of reality as you, Denise Shall we agree that you actually can t do anything Isn t it high time that you tried to get a job to fit your modest talents She waited for an answer, but none was forthcoming She shook her head, leaving Denise in no doubt as to what was coming next I have said it before and I have warned you, Denise Maybe you think it is acceptable to just lie on your back It s downright shocking You re not as beautiful as you think, my dear, and certainly won t be in five years, I m afraid Denise inhaled deeply through her nose Two minutes and she d be out of here Now her grandmother turned to her mother with the same cold, contemptuous expression You were the same, Birgit Thought only of yourself, never doing anything to get on in life What would you have done without your father and me If we hadn t paid for everything while you squandered life away in your self obsessed megalomania I have worked, Mother Her tone was pitiable It was years since her ammunition of protests hadn t fallen on deaf ears It was now Denise s turn again, as her grandmother turned her attention back toward her, shaking her head And as for you You couldn t even get a job folding clothes, if that s what you think Denise turned around and disappeared into the kitchen with the poison from her grandmother trailing behind her If it was possible to see what was inside her grandmother, the ingredients could be laid out in equal measure of intense hatred, vengeance, and unending images of how different she thought everything had once been Denise had heard the same fake nonsense over and over, and it was irritatingly hurtful every time About what a good family she and her mother came from about the golden years when her grandfather had had his shoe shop in Rdovre and earned really good money All a load of crap Hadn t the women in this family always stayed at home and done their duty Hadn t they been supported solely by their husbands, been meticulous about their appearance, and looked after the home Hell yes Mother You mustn t be too hard on her She Denise is twenty seven and is good for exactly nothing, Birgit Nothing shouted the witch How do you two propose to survive when I m not here any, can you answer me that Don t for one second expect any significant inheritance from me I have my own needs Something else they had heard a hundred times before In a moment she would attack Denise s mother again She would call her shabby and a failure, before accusing her of passing on all her negative qualities to her granddaughter Denise felt disgust and hatred right to the pit of her stomach She hated the shrill voice, attacks, and demands Hated her mother for being so weak and for not having been able to keep a man who could look after them all Hated her grandmother precisely because that was what she had done Why wouldn t she just lie down and die I m out of here, said Denise coldly when she stepped back into the dining room Oh, are you, now Well then, you won t be having this Her grandmother pulled a bundle of notes from her handbag and held it in front of them One thousand kroner notes Come and sit down now, Denise, her mother implored Yes, come and sit down for a moment before you go out and sell yourself, came the next tirade from her grandmother Eat your mother s awful meal before you head out to find men to ply you with booze But be careful, Denise, because the way you are, you ll never find a decent man who ll go for you A cheap girl with fake hair and hair color, fake breasts, fake jewelry, and bad skin Don t you think they ll see through you in a second, my dear Or maybe you think a decent man can t tell the difference between elegance and your cheap appearance Maybe you don t think that as soon as you open your bloodred mouth that he ll immediately discover that you know absolutely nothing and have nothing to say That you re just a waste of spaceScandinavian crime novels dont get much darker than Jussi Adler Olsens Department Q police procedurals.Marilyn Stasio, TheNew York Times Book Review S atisfyingly dark, both in tone and contentan undeniable page turner Publishers Weekly R iveting All of theDepartment Qbooks contain dark humor, high satire, social commentarynot always politically correctand grand villains, with The Scarred Woman being no exception.BookReporter M esmerizing The cleverly devised plot paints a fascinating tale of murder and mayhem with a touch of witty and subtle humor.Fresh FictionYoull be desperate to figure out the identity of the scarred woman as the suspense drives toward a deadly and at times comical conclusion.Associated PressThe novel is eerily timely and the relationship and banter between Carl and his associate Assad, with Assad s linguistic blunders, continue to elicit chuckles Adler Olsen is deadly serious, though, and compassionate when it comes to poor, traumatized Rose She may have emotional scars but her friends have got her back Shelf AwarenessThe legions of readers still enjoying the Millennium books will devour this seventh in a series starring the officers of Copenhagens cold case unit, Department Q BooklistFilled with dark humor and tight plotting Highly recommended.Spinetingler MagazineHighly recommended as dark literature written with beauty and class.The Suspense Is Thrilling Me Blog A superbly constructed multi layered mystery.Murder, Mayhem, and MorePraise for Jussi Adler Olsen s Department Q seriesIt can be hard to distinguish Scandinavian crime writersthere are a lot of them, and their names have consonant clusters and umlauts and all that jazzbut Jussi Adler Olsen is a name to know In a crowded genre, Adler Olsen is an outlier.GQ.comIf you like the dark humor, wisecracking, and layered betrayals of Raymond Chandler, then read Adler Olsens Department Q series.Men s JournalThrilling, clever, and driven by a rough hewn protagonist Paste MagazineA tense, pleasurable read USA Today A sordid tale inspired by actual events during a dark period of Danish history Ah, but there is , so much in this frenzied thriller The New York Times Book ReviewAdler Olsen merges story lineswith ingenious aplomb, effortlessly mixing hilarities with horrorsThis crime fiction tour de force could only have been devised by an author who can even turn stomach flu into a belly laugh Publishers Weekly starred review This series has enough twists to captivate contemporary mystery readers and enough substance and background to entertain readers with historical and literary tastes Library Journal starred review When your series relies on cold cases, its not always easy to craft plots that have both historical interest and an air of urgency, but its something Adler Olsen is very good at Booklist The Scarred Woman A Department Q Novel Jussi Adler The Olsen on FREE shipping qualifying offers New York Times and internationally bestselling author of Keeper Lost Causes delivers his most captivating suspenseful novel yet perfect for fans Stieg Larsson Detective Carl Mrck Book review returns with Woman Who is That s a question you ll ask yourself as read latest mystery Q, Copenhagen cold case squad led by Morck eBook Joanne Macgregor Kindle Store Life leaves scarred Love can make beautiful Sloane Munster had the life, until she didn t Now seventeen year old trying to reboot her life after serious accident left badly emotionally traumatized Ute Culturally Trees Pikes Peak Historical Society Society Preserving history Florissant western slope Goose attack Ottawa cyclist shaken Stittsville woman recovering was attacked Canada Goose while cycling along TransCanada Trail Sharp Objects Recap Episode Navel Gazing Jul , On tonight episode Sharp Objects, audiences are introduced town Wind Gap proper, and, appropriately show about small mystery, we re getting this information Woman horrific SIX INCH wound weave wig six inch allegedly sewn in too tightly fears will be Helzie Amnell Connor says agony, Ugly Chubby Hate washed away Indiana Ugly photographer swimsuit shoot Cindy Johnson not decorations beach Her photos men women all sizes swimsuits Tribune, India news fast track Six months ago, Sreeshankar Murali, wiry teenager from Palakkad Kerala who also happens top long jumper, suffered terrible pain stomach Jussi Wikipedia Valdemar Henry born August Danish writer crime fiction, well publisher, editor entrepreneur made debut non fiction Olsen holder skrivero er pt i gang med at skrive, og vi skal nok give besked, snart ved mere Det betyder, ikke tilgngelig interviews Olsen, Sohn eines Psychiaters, studierte zunchst Medizin, Soziologie, Politische Geschichte und Filmwissenschaft war verschiedenen Berufen ttig, unter anderem als Geschftsfhrer Verlagen, Redakteur KomponistWeiter wirkte Koordinator der dnischen Friedensbewegung, im Vorstand von DK Technologies Wikipedia, den frie encyklopdi fdt august Kbenhavn en dansk forlagschef, skribent, redaktr, forfatter ivrkstter Olsens karriere prget af stor aktivitet engagement inden et bredt spektrum specielt medierelaterede aktiviteter Kbenhavn, Danmark forlagsredaktr, oversetter har vrt forlegger, administrerende direktr Semic Interpresse S redaktr ukebladet TV GuidenHan utgitt sakprosa, manus til tegneserier flere romaner I utga han Danmarks Kopenhagen, augustus een Deense schrijver Hij vooral bekend geworden door twee boeken over Groucho MarxTot zijn bestsellers behoren Alfabethuset Journal Diverse van het Nederlands vertaaldIn ontving hij De Gyldne Laurbr voor werk elokuuta Kpenhamina tanskalainen kirjailija, joka tunnetaan erityisesti rikosromaaneistaan Olsenin oli psykiatri ja seksologi opiskeli korkeakouluissa lukuisia aineita, kuten lketiedett, sosiologiaa, poliittista historiaa Wikipdia Biographie Depuis est spcialis dans une srie de romans policiers dont Dossier qui la meilleure vente livres au Danemark ainsi il reu cette anne l distinction du meilleur prix littraire danois, le club des libraires les boghandlernes gyldne laurbr ou lauriers d or jussi adler olsen Books author, career characterised great involvement wide range media related activities Thriller Bcher dtv Alle Bestsellerautors rund um das Sonderdezernat weitere Mehr Autorenspecial The Scarred Woman

 

    • The Scarred Woman
    • 1.4
    • 87
    • Format Kindle
    • 479 pages
    • Jussi Adler Olsen
    • Anglais
    • 24 April 2017

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