Цитаты из книги Blod på snø

On the way back to my flat I called Daniel Hoffmann from a phone box to tell him the job was done.Hoffmann said that was good. As usual, he didn’t ask any questions.
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Hoffmann asked me to go down to the office the next day—he said he had a new job for me.
“A new job?” I asked, feeling my heart skip a beat.
“Yes,” Hoffmann said.

I didn’t say it to stop his ghost coming after me—

That it’s the shape of the crystals and the dryness of the snow that make the haemoglobin in the blood retain that deep red colour.