Been reading the early Jo Nesbø mystery novels.
At least the first four Harry Hole novels vastly exceed the norm when it comes to nordic noir. The damaged protagonist’s progress through complex cases turns out to be far from simple. The opposition regularly outwits him, his colleagues prove deceptive, and in the end his alcoholism tears down what’s been built up.
There’s still half a dozen books in the growing series, which ought to give plenty of good moments.
But the Harry Hole-continuum is hardly the full extent of Jo Nesbøs output. He seems to be a modern version of a renaissance man. In addition to writing award-winning and impressively plotted novels, he’s also writing children’s books and playing in a band that’s gone well beyond just therapy-level.