It was at their 'torture chamber', a hut in the pinewoods nearby, that Varg Veum
, Private Investigator, first encountered the gang's pathetic but deadly ferocit
y. Eight-year-old Roar's bicycle had been stolen and not an adult in sight dared
retrieve it. But a preliminary brush with such youthful violence was as nothing
compared to what awaited Veum when he got to know Roar's blue-eyed, shy yet sen
suous mother, Wenche Andresen, and her estranged husband, Jonas.
