The Black Path, the third in the Rebecka Martinsson novels, breaks convention. Unlike some mystery series that navigate toward a formula, Larsson’s Swedish mystery twists and turns, moving back and forward in time, in and out of multiple characters’ heads and even, which I love, into the parapsychological. The female characters are varied and rich — mothers, daughters, pregnant women, single adventurers, broken and fixed. Compared to Karin Fassum and Henning Mankell, the books couldn’t be farther from police procedurals even if they begin with a corpse.