Prepare for blockbuster action in the vein of Clive Cussler and Alistair Maclean A mesmerizing international thriller that sweeps from modern Iceland to Nazi Germany. In 1945, a German bomber crash-lands in Iceland durign a blizzard. Puzzlingly, there are both German and American officers on board. One of the senior German officers claims that their best chance of survival is to try to walk to the nearest farm. He sets off, a briefcase handcuffed to his wrist, only to disappear into the white vastness. Flash forward to the present. The U.S. Army is clandestinely trying to remove the wreck of an airplane from an Icelandic glacier. A young Icelander, Elias, inadvertently stumbles upon the excavation and then promptly disappears. Before he vanishes, though, he manages to contact his sister, Kristin. She embarks on a thrilling and perilous adventure, determined to discover the truth of her brother's fate. Kristin must solve the riddle of Operation Napoleon, even if it means losing her own life.  Arnaldur Indridason has proven himself to be a master of the mystery genre with his critically acclaimed Inspector Erlunder series, which has sold more than 6 million copies. Now, world-class writing and nonstop action meet in this spellbinding page-turner, which catapults Arnaldur Indridason to the top ranks of international thriller writers. Outstanding Praise for Arnaldur Indridason “As thrillers go, Operation Napoleon is about the best you can get.” -- Telegraph-Journal (UK) “Arnaldur Indridason is already an international literary phenom---and it's easy to see why. His novels are gripping, authentic, haunting and lyrical. I can't wait for the next.” ---Harlan Coben “A commanding new voice . . . puts Iceland on the map as a major destination for enthusiasts of Nordic crime fiction.”  --Marilyn Stasio, The New York Times Book Review , on Silence of the Grave “Indridason keeps readers guessing until the very last pages.” -- Washington Post Book World on The Draining Lake “Indridason fills the void that remains after you've read Stieg Larsson's novels.”  -- USA Today “Every one of these writers is good [Hakan Nesser, Kjell Eriksson, Ake Edwardson, Helene Tursten, Karin Fossum], but in my book, Arnaldur Indridason is even better.”  --Joe Queenen, Los Angeles Times "The market and appetite for [Steig Larsson's books] seems to be unappeasable, as does the demand for…the stories of Arnaldur Indridason." ---Christopher Hitchens, Vanity Fair "Mesmerizing... [An] enthralling narrative." -- The Wall Street Journal on Voices Arnaldur Indridason was initially a journalist for an Icelandic newspaper and then spent many years as a film reviewer. He won the Glass Key Award for Best Nordic Crime Novel for both Jar City and Silence of the Grave , and in 2005 Silence of the Grave also won the Crime Writers Gold Dagger Award for best crime novel of the year. The film of Jar City, now available on DVD, was Iceland's entry for the 2008 Academy Award for Best Foreign Film. Arnaldur Indridason's crime fiction has sold in more than twenty-five countries. He lives in Iceland with his family, and the next novel in his Reykjavik series is forthcoming soon from Minotaur Books. Operation Napoleon 1945A blizzard raged on the glacier.He could see nothing ahead, could barely make out the compass in his hand. He could not turn back even if he wanted to. There was nothing to go back to. The storm stung and lashed his face, hurling hard, cold flakes at him from every direction. Snow became encrusted in a thick layer on his clothes and with every step he sank to his knees. He had lost all sense of time and had no idea how long he had been walking. Still cloaked in the same impenetrable darkness as when he had begun his journey, he could not even tell whether it was day or night. All he knew was that he was on his last legs. He took a few steps at a time, rested, then carried on. A few steps. A rest. A few more steps. A rest. A step. Rest. Step.He had escaped almost unscathed from the crash, though others had not been so lucky. In an eruption of noise, the plane had skimmed the surface of the glacier. One of its engines burst into flame, then vanished abruptly as the entire wing sheared off and whirled away into the snow-filled darkness. Almost immediately the other wing was torn away in a shower of sparks, and the wingless fuselage went careering across the ice like a torpedo.He, the pilot and three others had been belted into their seats when the plane went down but two of the passengers had been gripped with hysteria at the first sign of trouble, leaping up andtrying to break into the cockpit in their panic. The impact sent them ricocheting like bullets off the sides of the cabin. He had ducked, watching them slam into the ceiling and bounce off the walls, before being catapulted past him and landing at the back of the plane where their cries were silenced.The wreckage ploughed across the glacier, sending up clouds o