Everyone Has Secrets. It's Just A Matter

Consider This A Fair Warning.

Salander's Fingers Emerged Like Something Dead From Beneath The Earth. Had There Been Any Human Watching, He Would Probably Have Reacted Like The Fox. He Was Gone Like A Shot.

His Attitude Had Always Been That If A Woman Clearly Indicated That She Did Not Want Anything More To Do With Him, He Would Go On His Way. Not Respecting Such A Message Would In His Eyes, Show A Lack Of Respect For Her.

The Whole Organization Seemed To Be In Free Fall, Indulging In A Collective Fantasy In Which Experienced Colleagues Refused To Admit That Their Every Movement, Every Decision That Was Made And Implemented, Only Led Them One Step Closer To The Abyss.

I've Read Crime Fiction All My Life. A Thing That's Bothered Me About Crime Fiction Is That It's Generally About One Or Two People, But There's Not Much About Society. I Want To Get Away From That Particular Pattern: A Lead, A Supporting Role And Backdrop Characters.