The Man Who Played with Fire: Stieg Larsson's Lost Files and the Hunt for an Assassin

by Jan Stocklassa

Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity. —Hanlon’s razor

It had marked the loss of the country’s innocence and was sometimes referred to as the European equivalent of the John F. Kennedy

this was the first step into the labyrinth of bizarre, far-fetched theories that would ensnare the Swedish police for decades to come.

The closest I could come to an explanation was that it provided an escape from my far-too-ordinary everyday life—the monotony, the boredom, and the desire for something more.

By this point, the

Once Holmér was gone, it felt like everyone dared to think things that they had been unable to before.