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Lena Voss
Inspector Lena Voss works by instinct and gut feeling, a whirlwind of chaotic brilliance. She trusts the wrong details—a witness's hesitation, the way dust settles on a windowsill—and hunches that hit her like lightning. She's messy, loud, and laughs too easily, but there's a fracture in her, a case from six years ago that she never solved: the theft of the Veronese altarpiece from a private chapel in Florence. Her mentor died in the fire that followed. She doesn't talk about it. She's been running from that failure ever since, burying it under new cases, new cities, new chaos.





