Chapters (101)
- Cover
- Dedication
- THREE LOST MEN
- The First Man:
- The Second Man:
- The Third Man:
- SATURDAY
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- MONDAY
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- TUESDAY
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- WEDNESDAY
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- THURSDAY
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- FRIDAY
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- AUTUMN 2016
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Afterword and Acknowledgements
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- Copyright
| I1: | It sounds as if the dead were piling up. At some speed. |
| Recht: | That’s exactly what was happening. |
| I2: | It also sounds as if you weren’t exactly on top of things. |
| Recht: | Sorry? |
| I2: | Well, with one person after another dying, you’d expect the police to pull out all the stops. That doesn’t seem to have been the case in the summer. |
| Recht: |
You’re wrong. Completely wrong. But it took time for us to work out whether the deaths were connected, and if so, how. (silence) |
| I1: | We need to come back to Spencer Lagergren. |
| Recht: | He’s not part of this investigation. |
| I2: |
No, but he was one of very few people who’d heard of Sander’s book. (silence) |
| I2: | You must answer our questions. |
| Recht: | I’m sorry, I didn’t realise you’d asked a question. |
| I1: | Okay, let me put it like this: did it bother you that Spencer was familiar with both the title and the author? |
| Recht: | There was a perfectly logical explanation, which Fredrika passed on to me. |
| I1: | So you weren’t in the least concerned? (silence) |
| Recht: | Not at the time. |
| I2: | But later? |
| Recht: | Later I became very concerned indeed. |
THURSDAY
Chapter 1
The silence was endless. Dan was still refusing to speak to Malin. He simply observed her as she searched and searched. The knives remained missing. And Malin’s panic continued to grow.
When the early morning sun lit up the bedroom, she was lying there wide awake. What time did the sun rise at this point in the summer? Four o’clock? The only thing she knew for sure was that she had to be on her guard, because otherwise she and the children could die.
She was watching Dan. He was on his side with his back to her. She didn’t believe he was asleep, and that frightened her. If he was awake too, what thoughts were going around and around in his head? Not the same as the ones stuck in her head, she hoped.
She was so thirsty, her throat felt constricted, she could hardly breathe. The glass on the bedside table was empty. If she wanted water, she was going to have to get up.
And give away the fact that I’m awake.
Malin felt the weariness come creeping in. How long could she manage to stay awake? How many days, how many nights? Sooner or later she would have to sleep. Maybe it wouldn’t make any difference. If Dan came rushing in with a knife, no one would be able to stop him.
But God knows I’d try.