Schneewittchen muss sterben

Oliver Siebeck doesn’t just narrate this audiobook—he haunts it. His performance as Inspector Murot is a masterclass in understatement; the character’s droll, borderline-cynical tone could easily veer into parody, but Siebeck grounds it in something deeply human. The pacing is relentless, with Neuhaus doling out revelations like a chef plating knife wounds—just when you think you’ve got the measure of the plot, she slips another twist into the mix. The production is top-tier, with crisp audio that makes the creaking of old buildings feel like a character in itself. That said, the middle act sags slightly under the weight of its own clues—there’s a moment where the investigation resembles a choose-your-own-adventure book, and I found myself mentally fast-forwarding through a few too many red herrings. The resolution, however, is worth the wait; Neuhaus doesn’t just *tie up* loose ends, she sets them ablaze. If you’re here for cozy mysteries, go elsewhere. If you want to feel the cold sweat of a killer hiding in plain sight, this is your audiobook.