Sarenka z ronda

I’ll admit, I wasn’t prepared for how *unsettling* this audiobook would be. From the opening scene—where Roksana’s body is discovered on the roundabout like some grotesque centerpiece—Ostaszewski sets a tone that’s equal parts bleak and hypnotic. The story unfolds through Rita’s perspective, and Bonaszewski’s performance sells her exhaustion so well you’ll feel it in your bones. His delivery is masterful: when Rita’s interrogating a suspect, his voice tightens into something almost predatory; when she’s alone with her thoughts, it softens into a rasp that sounds like it’s fighting back tears. It’s the kind of narration that doesn’t just tell the story—it *embodies* it. That said, the brevity is a double-edged sword. At 3 hours, the plot moves at a clip that occasionally feels *too* brisk—some secondary characters (like Rita’s superior) blur into the background, and the resolution, while satisfying, arrives with a abruptness that left me wishing for another 30 minutes to marinate in the aftermath. The sound design is minimal but effective: subtle ambient noise (distant sirens, the hum of a police station) grounds the story without ever distracting. If you’re a fan of Scandinavian noir’s moral ambiguity but crave something grittier, more *localized* in its corruption, this is your fix. Just don’t expect to walk away feeling clean.