Chapters (115)
- COLD AS HELL
- PRONUNCIATION GUIDE
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- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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‘Not forgetting me,’ Áróra said, glancing at the briefcase, and Agla handed it to her.
‘Richly deserved,’ she said. ‘Can I ask what your background is?’
‘Didn’t you say that you know who I am?’ Áróra asked.
‘I did some research about you when you first appeared on the scene. I found out that you’re a skilled bloodhound when it comes to money, but I don’t know how you got into this business, and I’m curious about your background.’
‘That’s simple,’ Áróra replied. ‘I don’t have any training. I worked for an accountancy firm for a few years as a secretary, 220punching in numbers, and wanted to train as an accountant. But I gave up on the course when I found out how boring it was. Then I wanted to go into the theatre but found that I’m too big to be an actress. By coincidence, I was helping a friend who was going through a difficult divorce. Her husband took all their savings and hid the lot, and I managed to find it. That’s how it started.’
‘That’s fantastic,’ Agla said. ‘There’s plenty of work for you in Iceland. Nobody here knows who you are, and you don’t have any baggage, so it would be easier for you to get close to people.’
‘I’m not planning on staying,’ Áróra said. ‘I have a personal errand to finish, and when that’s done I’ll be going home.’
She felt her throat tighten as she said the words. There seemed to be no immediate likelihood that Ísafold would show up, so there was no telling how long she would be in Iceland.
‘Let me know,’ Agla said, getting to her feet. She slid a hand into her jacket, took out a business card and placed it on the trolley. ‘Get in touch if you’re looking for work.’
She vanished through the door, and for a moment Áróra sat numbly staring at the space in front of her. Then she jumped to her feet and leapt out of the door, just as the lift hissed open in front of Agla.
‘What’s in it for you?’ she called after her. ‘What do you get out of it? I reckon I must have just taken your fee for finding the money.’
‘I own a majority share in the largest hotel in Akureyri, and I can sell it,’ Agla said. ‘At a sizeable profit, as far as I can see. Hákon has done a fine job making the accounts look so fantastic that its value must have gone through the roof.’
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