It’s always awkward when five thousand kronor goes missing. When it happens at a certain grotty hotel in south Stockholm, it’s particularly awkward because the money belongs to the hitman currently staying in room seven. Per Persson, the hotel receptionist, just wants to mind his own business, and preferably not get murdered. Johanna Kjellander, temporarily resident in room eight, is a priest without a vocation, and, as of last week, without a parish. But right now she has two things at her disposal: an envelope containing five thousand kronor, and an excellent idea . . .
Featuring one violent killer, two shrewd business brains and many crates of Moldovan red wine, Hitman Anders and the Meaning of It All is an outrageously zany story with as many laughs as Jonasson’s multimillion-copy bestseller The Hundred-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out of the Window and Disappeared.
I have been given an ARC by Netgalley in exchange for a fair and honest review.
*sigh* Oh dear. Much like his other books, this one just does not do it for me. The writing flows well at times and the characters seem likeable enough. So why can’t I gel with them? I just don’t know.
I didn’t find it as funny as the blurb promised me that it would be. But the book did contain some amusing moments and is definitely worth a read if you are a fan of the author’s work.
A three out of five star read.
I’m profoundly grateful to Netgalley and HarperCollinsUK for my ARC.