{"product_id":"lazarus-isbn-9780593310830","title":"Lazarus","description":"\u003cb\u003e\u003cb\u003e#1 INTERNATIONAL BESTSELLER • “A nonstop roller coaster of suspense, taking us deep into the hearts and minds of perfectly realized characters. And, oh, what a villain! \u003ci\u003e...\u003c\/i\u003e The definition of a one-sitting read!” —Jeffery Deaver, \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e best-selling author of \u003ci\u003eThe Goodbye Man\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSometimes the past won't stay buried.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAll across Europe, the most ruthless criminals are suffering gruesome deaths. At first, it seems coincidental that their underworld affiliations are finally catching up to them. But when two of the victims are found to have disturbing connections to Detective Joona Linna, it becomes clear that there’s a single killer at work. Still, police are reluctant to launch an investigation. If a mysterious vigilante is making their jobs easier, why stand in his way? Joona, however, is convinced this is no would-be hero. These deaths serve a much darker purpose. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003eDesperate for help, Joona turns to Saga Bauer. If his hunch is correct, she’s one of the few people who stands a chance at bringing this criminal mastermind down. But Saga is fighting her own demons—and the killer knows just how to use them to his advantage. He continues to strike with impunity, and no one, it seems, is safe. When the killer begins targeting those closest to Saga and Joona, it appears more and more likely that Joona has been right all along, and that tracking down the person responsible will force him to confront a ghost from his past ... the most terrifying villain he’s ever had to face.“Pulse-pounding.... Truly terrifying..... \u003ci\u003eLazarus\u003c\/i\u003e is not for the faint of heart.... If you know you love dark and twisted, sometimes painful, and sometimes disturbing crime fiction, this book will hold you hostage.... For fans of Kepler, this is a ride you will not forget.” \u003cbr\u003e—\u003ci\u003eThe Nerd Daily\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“\u003ci\u003eLazarus\u003c\/i\u003e is a thriller par excellence, though it’s advisable to read it in small increments, for the accumulation of too much horror at one time will definitely lead to sleepless nights, continuous checking of locks, and an increase in one’s lighting bill.” \u003cbr\u003e—\u003ci\u003eThe New York Journal of Books\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“The Kepler duo are unmatched in their ability to crank up the tension, murder by murder, to an almost unbearable degree.” \u003cbr\u003e—\u003ci\u003eAir Mail\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Tense and remarkably bloody from start to finish.... The Lars Kepler team really seems to have hit their stride.” \u003cbr\u003e—\u003ci\u003eThe Anniston Star\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“The plot unfolds at an exhilarating pace as the Kepler duo keeps a tight grip on the cat-and-mouse action, a dynamic that reveals itself to be all the more disturbing as the novel progresses.” \u003cbr\u003e—CrimeReads (10 Novels You Should Read This December)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“The perfect creepy, thrilling addition to your winter TBR. Kepler’s books are known for being action-packed, dark, and gory, and in \u003ci\u003eLazarus\u003c\/i\u003e, they up the ante.... Fans of Kepler’s superb serial killer thriller \u003ci\u003eThe Sandman\u003c\/i\u003e will fall instantly in love with their newest release. \u003ci\u003eLazarus\u003c\/i\u003e is a bloody, page-turning, action-packed serial killer thriller perfect for a weekend binge-read.” \u003cbr\u003e—Crime by the Book (Most-Anticipated December 2020 Crime Fiction Releases) \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“From the opening line, Kepler sets an ominous tone, cold and heavy with a taught sense of anticipation that will keep readers flying through the pages despite their fear of what might come next. Absolutely terrifying and beautifully written. I'm a fan for life!” \u003cbr\u003e—Tami Hoag, #1 \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e best-selling author of \u003ci\u003eThe Boy\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e“One of the best thrillers of the year! Kepler treats us readers to a nonstop roller coaster of suspense, taking us deep into the hearts and minds of perfectly realized characters. And, oh, what a villain! \u003ci\u003eLazarus\u003c\/i\u003e is the definition of a one-sitting read!” \u003cbr\u003e—Jeffery Deaver, \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e best-selling author of \u003ci\u003eThe Goodbye Man\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e“Kepler’s characters, particularly Joona Linna, are always drawn sharp and deep, like scalpel cuts. Kepler’s prose unrolls as smoothly as a loop of razor wire. But it’s Kepler’s storytelling that \u003ci\u003ereally\u003c\/i\u003e draws blood. \u003ci\u003eLazarus\u003c\/i\u003e is as literate as peak Michael Connelly and as addictive as David Baldacci.”  \u003cbr\u003e—A. J. Finn, best-selling author of \u003ci\u003eThe Woman in the Window\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Kepler maintains an almost unbearable level of tension throughout and does an outstanding job of making readers fear that anyone could die a horrible death at any time. Fans of serial killer fiction won’t want to miss this one.” \u003cbr\u003e—\u003ci\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e (Starred Review) \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e“Kepler combines explosive action with masterfully developed tension. Readers already on board with this standout series will find a bar-raising entry here, and reassurance that the door is open for Joona’s return. Strongly recommended for fans of Nicci French, Stieg Larsson, and Jussi Adler-Olsen.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003ci\u003eBooklist\u003c\/i\u003e (Starred Review)LARS KEPLER is the pseudonym of the critically acclaimed husband-and-wife team Alexandra Coelho Ahndoril and Alexander Ahndoril. Their novels have sold more than fifteen million copies in forty languages. The Ahndorils were both established writers before they adopted the pen name Lars Kepler and have each published several acclaimed novels. They live in Stockholm, Sweden. Translated by Neil Smith.Prologue\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe light of the white sky reveals the world in all its cruelty, the way it must have appeared to Lazarus outside the tomb.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe ribbed metal floor is vibrating beneath the priest’s feet. He clings to the railing with one hand and tries to maintain his balance with his walking stick in the other.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe gray sea is billowing like a tent canvas.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe ferry is being drawn along the two steel cables stretched between the islands. They rise, dripping out of the water in front of the boat, and sink back down behind it.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe ferry master brakes as foaming waves swell up and the gangplank extends with a clatter to the concrete jetty.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe priest stumbles slightly when the prow bumps the jetty. The jolt reverberates through the hull.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eHe’s here to visit the retired churchwarden Erland Lind, who didn’t show up for the Advent service in Länna Church as he usu­ally does.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eErland lives in the parish’s cottage behind Högmarsö Chapel. He suffers from dementia, but still gets paid to cut the grass and salt the driveway in icy weather.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe priest walks along the winding gravel path, his face turning numb in the cold air. There’s no one in sight, but just before he reaches the chapel he hears the shriek of a lathe from the dry dock down in the boatyard.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eHe can no longer remember the Bible quote he tweeted that morning. He had been thinking of repeating it to Erland.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eAgainst the backdrop of flat farmland and the strip of forest, the white chapel almost looks as if it’s made of snow.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eBecause the church is shut for the winter, the priest walks directly to the small cottage and knocks on the door with his stick, waits, then goes inside.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“Erland?”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThere’s no one home. He stamps his shoes and looks around. The kitchen is a mess. The priest gets out the bag of cinnamon buns he brought and puts it down on the table, next to a foil tray with leftover mashed potatoes, dried-up gravy, and two gray meatballs.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe lathe down by the shore falls silent.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe priest goes outside, tries the door to the chapel, then looks into the unlocked garage.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThere’s a muddy shovel and a black plastic bucket full of rusting rattraps on the floor.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eHe uses his stick to lift the plastic covering a snowblower, but stops when he hears a distant moaning sound.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eHe goes back outside and walks over to the ruins of the old crematorium on the edge of the forest. The oven and the sooty stump of its chimney stick up from the tall weeds.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe priest walks around a stack of wooden pallets. He can’t help looking over his shoulder.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eHe’s had an ominous feeling ever since he boarded the ferry.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThere’s nothing reassuring about the light today.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eHe hears the odd moaning again, closer. It sounds like a calf trapped in a box.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eHe stops and stands still.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eEverything is quiet. His breath steams from his mouth.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eBehind the compost heap there’s a patch of muddy, trodden ground. A bag of mulch leans against a tree.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe priest walks toward it but stops when he reaches a half-meter-long metal pipe sticking out of the ground. Perhaps it marks the property’s boundary.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eLeaning on his stick, he looks up at the forest and sees a path covered with pine needles and cones.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe wind is whistling through the treetops, and a solitary crow caws in the distance.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe priest turns around, and hears the strange moaning sound behind him. He picks up his pace. He passes the crematorium and cottage, and glances over his shoulder. All he wants right now is to get back to his vicarage and sit down in front of the fire with a glass of whiskey.","brand":"Vintage Crime\/Black Lizard","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46303386796261,"sku":"NP9780593310830","price":16.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780593310830.jpg?v=1767731206","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/es\/products\/lazarus-isbn-9780593310830","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}