Frozen Assets

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The village of Hvalvík is fictional, but not entirely imaginary.

My imagination has placed it on the south-west coast of Iceland, a dozen or so kilometres east of the fishing port of Grindavík, which Hvalvík resembles up to a point. Hvalvík is real enough in that it is a combination of the features of many of the quiet villages dotted around the coast of Iceland, where most people make their living from the land or the sea in one way or another. The place is fictional to avoid giving offence to a real police officer, mayor, taxi driver or petrol pump attendant by choosing a real location. Other locations are genuine, although a few liberties have been taken with place names.

With thanks to everyone who provided help and encouragement — you know who you are. Particular thanks are due to Bylgja for her patience in answering even the most obvious questions.

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Tuesday, 26 August

Water gurgled between the piles of the dock and the car’s tyres juddered over the heavy timbers. Somewhere a generator puttered on board one of the longliners tied up at the quay.

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