When Louise Cantor, the archaeologist, begins her journey, she doesn’t know if her hunt will bring her peace. The more she finds, the more she has the impression that Louise didn’t know her son at all bits and pieces she reveals are more confusing than helping. Every clue Louise encounters leads to even more secrets, but she is determined to keep digging. It’s what Louise is good at, but this time instead of ancient greek ceramics, Louise is trying to reveal Henrik’s secret life up to his assumed suicide.
I don’t understand how a woman can endure this alone, stricken by grief and loss. A dangerous task through the darkness, especially in a country like Africa where women are regarded with such low respect and disregard. Her obsession leads her on, driven by courage and determination to get to the point.
In this modern novel, the author writes about specific problems in Africa and the unnecessary suffering of innocent AIDS victims. Finding a cure is essential, but not for the lives of innocent people.
The story begins a little slow but as many clues emerge, the story becomes more interesting, and the plot is easy to follow. Written in a way that keeps you wondering what comes next, you can’t put it down. In my opinion a mysterious crime, this book deals with the horrible exploitation of sick people, indeed an eye opener.
I only would have expected another conclusion, it ended too suddenly and left me with unanswered questions. This novel is only fiction, but it makes you think about humanity not only in Africa.
