One of the abusers in her sights was Curt Wad, a skilled surgeon who used his expertise to sterilise women and girls who did not live up to his morality police expectations. His contempt for women did not extend to his wife. Here, he was the devoted husband attending to her every need as she slowly succumbs to terminal illness. A moraliser rather than a moralist, in his late eighties, Wad is a true believer heavily involved in a far right wing political movement, the type of which we see increasingly goosestepping its way through European towns and cities. Wad is no Justin Barrett, a figure of ridicule. His Purity Party is serious about its ideology, happy to leave the prancing around in Nazi uniform bit to knaves. For Wad:
It was all a matter of genes, and people with slanting eyes or brown skin had no part in the idealized narrative of flaxen-haired girls and boys with strong muscular frames. Tamils, Pakistanis, Turks, Afghans, Vietnamese, all had to be stopped in the manner of any other invasive impurity. Effectively and without hesitation.
The seasoned follower will slide easily into the narrative of Department Q, by now familiar with the trio at its centre, Morck, Assad, and Rose. With the latter two more layers are peeled away giving the reader more insight into what drives them, even distracts them.
The best is left to the end with a superb WTF dish served up at a feast of the macabre.
Jussi Adler Olsen, 2014, The Purity Of Vengeance. Publisher: Dutton. ISBN-13: 978-0142181317
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