According to satellite images of the area, the camp is located just north-east of the marshes, outside the small village of Graase, and seems to consist of a main building and a jumble of smaller cottages flanked by a long, narrow lake.

*

With a glance into the back seat, and without putting her phone on speaker, Karen is now being given the details by Jounas Smeed. She listens without interrupting.

‘It’s some kind of holiday village. Built in the mid-seventies and at first just a regular summer camp for less-fortunate city kids who needed to spend some time in the country. Privately run, but pretty heavily subsidised by the provinces. It didn’t turn religious until ninety-two, when the state church took over, but they pulled out after just one summer. Apparently, the cottages are pretty sub-standard. We’re not sure yet exactly when the Church of the Covenant took over, probably around the turn of the millennium. After they closed their doors, it was used as a private riding camp once or twice, but it’s been empty for years now. The land is owned by a man called Jerome Fack.’

‘Fuck.’

‘You can say that again. The camp has been added to several times, but some sections were built without planning permission so we don’t have a reliable site plan. And according to Fack, both power and water were turned off a long time ago. It took ages to find even this much out. And the damn cult changed its name twice, too.’

‘Yes, that much Google has told us,’ Karen replies.

*

While Karl drove towards the TV station, Karen had relayed everything she was able to find online.

‘Apparently they used to be called The Brotherhood of the Covenant, but they changed their name to the Church of the Covenant sometime in the eighties.’

‘How progressive.’

‘Theologically aligned with the prosperity gospel, whatever that means,’ Karen had continued. ‘Strong emphasis on the commandments, but they don’t call Jesus by name, preferring to refer to him as “The Light”. Seems they were a big deal back in the day.’

As Idun had told them, the Church of the Covenant had eventually been dissolved and its members had instead joined various evangelical churches, most considerably less dogmatic.

‘One group claims to live by the teachings of the original Brotherhood – “Guardians of the Light”. Ever heard of them?’

‘Vaguely. Bunch of muppets up in Ravenby, making life miserable for themselves. I bet Yngve and Idun are members.’

‘They run their own nurseries and Bible schools, and there have been allegations of corporal punishment, even after the ban,’ Karen had summarised, squinting at her phone until nausea forced her to look out at the road instead.

Then they had picked up Jon Bergman and a cameraman.

*

Having ended the call with Smeed, Karen turns to the back seat.