CAMILLA LACKBERG
The Drowning
Translated from the Swedish by Tiina Nunnally
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Published by HarperCollinsPublishers 2012
Copyright © Camilla Lackberg 2008
Published by agreement with Nordin Agency, Sweden
Translation copyright © Tiina Nunnally 2011
First published in Swedish as Sjöjungfrun
Camilla Lackberg asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work
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FIRST EDITION
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Source ISBN: 9780007419517
Ebook Edition © July 2012 ISBN: 9780007419524
Version: 2018-08-13
To Martin
Table of Contents
1
He had known that sooner or later it would come to light again. Something like that was impossible to hide. Every word had led him closer to what was unnameable and appalling. What he had been trying for so many years to repress.
Now escape was no longer an option. He felt the morning air fill his lungs as he walked as fast as he could. His heart was pounding in his chest. He didn’t want to go there, but he had to. So he had chosen to let fate decide. If someone was there, he would have to speak. If nobody was there, he would continue on his way to work,
