The Rabbit Hunter

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INTERNATIONAL BESTSELLER
15 MILLION COPIES SOLD WORLDWIDE

The sixth gripping thriller in Lars Kepler’s series featuring Joona Linna.

Joona Linna has spent two years languishing in a high security prison when he is swept into a secret meeting with the police. They need his help to stop a mysterious killer who goes by the name of the Rabbit Hunter. The only connection between the victims is that they all hear a child chanting a rhyme about rabbits before the killer strikes. A twist of fate unexpectedly places celebrity chef Rex Müller at the centre of events. He is about to spend time with his previously estranged son Sammy, but instead of three relaxing weeks together, Rex finds himself in a terrifying fight for survival. Joona Linna and Inspector Saga Bauer are forced to work together in secret to put a stop to the Rabbit Hunter before it’s too late.Praise for Lars Kepler and The Rabbit Hunter: 

“Fast-paced and fluent, with all the authors’ trademark stratagems. Sure to be a hit, though best read by those with strong stomachs.” —Kirkus Reviews

Praise for Lars Kepler and the Joona Linna Novels:

“Kepler is a virtuoso at delivering scenes of suspense.” —New York Times

“Belongs on every international crime fan’s reading list.” —Booklist

“Kepler . . . is a dab hand at the nasty bits, as well as the intricacies of psychological investigation . . .” —Globe and Mail

“Kepler does a masterly job of elevating the serial killer thriller beyond genre cliches and tropes.” —Publishers Weekly (Starred Review)LARS KEPLER is a No. 1 bestselling international sensation, whose Joona Linna thrillers have sold more than 15 million copies in 40 languages. Lars Kepler is the pseudonym for writing duo, Alexander and Alexandra Ahndoril. They live with their family in Sweden.
 It’s early morning, and the still water of the inlet is shimmering like brushed steel. The luxurious villas are asleep, but outdoor lights glint behind tall fences and hedges.

A drunk man is walking along the road by the shore, a bottle of wine in his hand. He stops in front of a white house whose elongated façade faces the water. Very carefully, he puts the bottle down in the middle of the road, steps across the ditch, and climbs the black metal railing.

The man weaves his way across the lawn, then stops and sways as he stares at the big windows, the reflections of the patio lights, the indistinct outline of the furniture inside.

He heads towards the house, waving at a large, porcelain garden gnome, and then stumbles out onto the wooden deck. He manages to hit one knee, but keeps his balance.

The water of the pool shines like a blue sheet of glass.

The man stands unsteadily on the edge, unzips his trousers and starts to urinate into the pool, then weaves his way over to the navy-blue garden furniture and proceeds to soak the cushions, chairs and round table.

Steam rises from his urine in the chill air.

He zips up his trousers and watches a white rabbit as it hops across the lawn and disappears under a bush.

Smiling, he walks back towards the house, leaning against the fence. He makes his way down to the lawn, then stops and turns around.

His befuddled brain tries to make sense of what he just saw.

A black-clad figure with a strange face was staring at him.

Either the person was standing inside the dark house, or was outside, watching him in the reflection.US

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