Betty (2003)

“I made mistakes. I fell into one trap after another. Sometimes willingly. Deep inside I knew they were there and knew they were dangerous, but I didn’t know everything. Sometimes I tell myself I’d let myself fall into them again, if I only could.” A young lawyer sits in custody and recalls a fateful encounter with Betty, who appeared one day in a tight dress and with a golden chain on her ankle. And when she smiled… • First Prize of Honour for Nordic Crime Fiction, Boréales/Région Basse-Normandie, France, 2011

Betty (2003)

“I made mistakes. I fell into one trap after another. Sometimes willingly. Deep inside I knew they were there and knew they were dangerous, but I didn’t know everything. Sometimes I tell myself I’d let myself fall into them again, if I only could.” A young lawyer sits in custody and recalls a fateful encounter with Betty, who appeared one day in a tight dress and with a golden chain on her ankle. And when she smiled…