Ink dries, but secrets keep moving.
Early in the nineteen seventies, under a slate sky near Bergen, Norway, searchers found a woman's body in the remote Isdalen valley. She was surrounded by luggage with the labels carefully cut away. Her fingerprints were sanded off. Her face, obscured by fire, was claimed by no registry. She became known only as the Isdal Woman, a ghost who checked into hote...
