Chapters (85)
- Cover
- Also by Joakim Zander
- THE FRIEND
- Copyright
- Contents
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- 1
- 5 August
- 21 November
- 5 August
- 21 November
- 5 August
- 21 November
- 12 August
- 21 November
- 14 August
- 21 November
- 17–22 August
- 22 November
- 24 August
- 22 November
- 7 September–16 October
- 22 November
- 16 October
- 22 November
- 20 October
- 22 November
- 20 October–13 November
- 22 November
- 13–14 November
- 22 November
- 14 November
- 22 November
- 14 November
- 23 November
- 14 November
- 2
- 23 November
- 14 November
- 23 November
- 14–15 November
- 23 November
- 15 November
- 23–24 November
- 15 November
- 24 November
- 15–21 November
- 24 November
- 21 November
- 24 November
- 23 November
- 24 November
- 23 November
- 24 November
- 24 November
- 24 November
- 24 November
- 24 November
- 3
- 24 November
- 24 November
- 24 November
- 24 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 25 November
- 26 November
- 26 November
- 26–28 November
- Acknowledgements
- An Invitation from the Publisher
She walks lost in thought back towards the subway, through the darkness and under the yellow electric light, through the flurries of tiny snowflakes. There is so much at stake. She can’t really comprehend the immensity of it. She needs Gabriella, her calm and clear guidance.
But there’s still an hour left. In the meantime, something is eating at her, something that nags at her when she thinks about Gabriella. She’s been so focused on the meeting with Hassan that she hasn’t picked up the signs. A few snowflakes land on the screen of her phone in her hand.
The email from Gabriella.
She doesn’t want to go back into the email again, afraid someone has it under surveillance. But she remembers what Gabriella wrote. And she knows there’s something that just won’t leave her alone. Gabi’s memory is much better than Klara’s, always has been. Gabi can still remember details about classes they took in Uppsala, when Klara barely remembers names or faces from that period.
Now that she thinks about it, Gabriella would never have forgotten the field in Bergort was called Camp Nou. So why did she ask? Was she trying to send a warning? Or is it not even Gabriella she’s in contact with? And if it’s not Gabriella, who is it? The Russians who are following them?
She feels her pulse start to race again. Is this meeting a trap?
She’s at the square in front of the subway station now, at a little tobacco shop, where she buys the cheapest burner phone they have, then sends a text message to George’s number, telling him that she’s met Hassan and they should meet her at the field in Bergort, but to have no contact until then.
She sits down on a damp park bench with the phone in her hand. The feeling that Gabriella’s meeting is a trap won’t go away. But maybe Gabi was just stressed and not thinking clearly when she responded, and maybe that’s why she forgot what the kids called their soccer field.
She swallows and dials her number on the phone. It’s a big risk. But she doesn’t know what other options she has. It doesn’t matter though, because it goes straight to voicemail.
Klara hangs up. What should she do now?
If Gabriella has been released from detention and can meet her that means that she’s no longer suspected of anything. Then she wouldn’t have to hide or be afraid of the police. On the other hand, if it’s the Russians Klara has been communicating with, she’ll be in grave danger in Bergort.
A thought occurs to her. She goes through every option again, but ends up at the same conclusion. What does she have to lose?