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Quais du Polar 2026: And the winner is....

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Éric Decouty 'Les braises de l'incendie'

“Don’t be overzealous.” This is what Judge Krause has been told since he was appointed to investigate the case of the Hotel Caumartin. On the night of April 8, 2005, this dilapidated social hotel where African immigrants were crammed together was reduced to ashes by a violent fire. How can we not be zealous when 28 people have lost their lives?*** My fourth book this year for the Readers Prize,…

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Olivier Ciechelski 'Le Livre des Prodiges'

And then the ministers came and went, they never stayed long, they left for the private sector or in another ministry, or they tried to become presidents or party leaders, and they were replaced by another who would also be just passing through, while the institution endured as it also endured, in the streets and behind the facades of buildings,  violence, misery and madness. A whole despair that…

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Stéphanie Artarit 'On ne mange pas les cannibales'

I hadn’t smelled the perfumed scent of panthers since I was a child, when my mother was eaten by one of them. We had ventured into the forest and let the musky scent of his fur guide us. She looked as if she were dead, harmless. We have continued to move forward. Fast as lightning, the beast had pounced on me because I was young and weak at the time, and its claws had entered my back. My mother…

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Benjamin Dierstein 'Bleus, blancs, rouges

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Quais Du Polar 2026

Another year comes over the horizon and with it the short list for the “Prix des Lecteurs”, Quai du Polar: easy to remember! So let’s begin reading for 2026. Petite-Ville, Mélika Abdelmoumen – Mémoire d’Encrier On ne mange pas les cannibales, Stéphanie Artarit – Belfond Le Livre des Prodiges, d’Olivier Ciechelski – Le Rouergue Les Braises de l’incendie, d’Éric Couty – Liana Levi Bleus,…

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Florence Seyvos 'Un perdant magnifique'

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Alice McDermott "Absolution"

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Laurent Groff "Les terres indomptées"

She had once believed that in the deepest reaches of everything was a nothing where men had planted god; but now she knew that deeper within that nothing was something else, something made of light and heat. It was this light and heat that endured, that was everlasting. At the center was not nothing, no. Out of the light and the heat all goodness poured. A young girl, in service to a minister,…

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Adele Yonn "Mon vrai nom est Elizabeth"

It was then that the family particularly insisted on neurosurgery. Dr. Fouquet, who was following the patient, asked Dr. Hécaen for a consultation on the subject. Dr. Hécaen is particularly reticent. After describing the disorders, he adds: “It seems difficult to me to admit the need for a surgical operation of the lobotomy type in a lucid patient, certainly refusing the operation.”*** This…

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Peter Heller "The Orchard"

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Alaa El Aswany ‘Au soir d'Alexandrie’

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Rebecca Lighieri "Le Club des enfants perdus"

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Cécile Mury 'Paris-Hollywood'

“By the way—” It almost always ends badly for you, on screen. In Z-End, in Nevilles’s Cross or Ride of Darkness, and even in White Trash…“Is that a question?”“Yes.” Why do you die all the time?“Why, that’s a good one.” This is a first. What for? I have no idea. Maybe it excites me because it’s less definitive…—You do this job “because it’s less definitive?”He looked at me with a funny look.…

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Xavier Le Clerc "Un Homme Sans Titre"

My father was ashamed of himself, he told me while still bedridden. He listed facts that seemed disjointed to me, such as the blue eyes of the soldier who was driving the jeep, the feeling of vertigo and above all the humiliation of returning to the hamlet in a French uniform*** This is a very personal book, clearly not a novel but is his life story, put in context, as is often the case in…

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Fabrice Caro "Fort Alamo"

I had been away for barely a minute, the time to go back to get the waste bags I’d forgotten. When I got back to the checkout, a guy had moved in front of my caddy and started placing his products on the conveyor belt. I found myself behind him, haggard and distraught. He gave me a furtive look, ducked his head back to his shopping, and then looked back up at me again. “Oh, was that your…

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Nord Sentinelle

During my absence, the Chamber of Commerce and Industry, the land branch of the infernal administration, signed a lucrative contract in letters of blood planning the regular arrival of cruise ships in the port. Since then, as I discover with horror, in addition to our usual tourists, we have to endure, from April to October, the uninterrupted surge on our shores, from the bowels of these gigantic…

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