Chapters (84)
- Cover
- Landing Page
- TROLLS
- Contents
- The snowmobile track was…
- SATURDAY TWENTY-FIRST OF JUNE TWO THOUSAND AND FOURTEEN
- Seated in a plastic chair…
- It was a Monday…
- A patient…
- After exiting the mess…
- Lennart opened the door…
- Every time Anders tried…
- Diana sat in front of her computer…
- Lennart hung the headlamp…
- When I walked out onto the square…
- The door to his office was locked…
- It was early morning when they arrived…
- Håkan took off his watch…
- Anders was sitting on the sofa…
- The sound of a lorry reversing…
- Lennart peered into the reeking…
- Diana ended up setting off later…
- Anders studied the strange…
- Grete sat gazing out the window…
- The car was turning around when Diana stepped…
- Elias was sitting outside Frasse’s…
- Anders was standing in front of the …
- Susso told her she was going…
- Rune was hobbling around…
- When Diana opened her eyes in the dark…
- Every now and then …
- Anders had asked if he should bring anything…
- Lennart followed behind the motorhome…
- I recognised the girl…
- Abraham had stopped at the top of the ridge…
- Anders looked at the house on the other side…
- Diana couldn’t see anything…
- The mouse followed us everywhere…
- Diana walked toward the sea…
- Ipa was more or less constantly…
- In Varangerbotn, Diana turned into an Esso…
- Anders was woken up by the sound of…
- When I entered the kitchen that morning…
- Ipa had ripped the tape off …
- It was close to eleven at night…
- Stava climbed out of the car…
- I didn’t recognise her at first…
- It was the intensifying, suffocating…
- Lennart was lying on his back…
- Anders stood by the edge of the lake…
- ‘You can take those off now…
- When Roland told me he had asked…
- Anders was in the kitchen…
- ‘There they are,’…
- When Anders woke up…
- Diana sat with her phone…
- Anders closed his eyes…
- Seeing Susso’s car parked…
- I had a message and when…
- Diana sat with her hand around…
- I was watching TV when Diana called…
- Every once in a while, Anders was…
- Her dad was fiddling with something…
- Lennart drove across the ling bridge…
- Diana tapped her nails against…
- Stava stepped through the door…
- Diana had planned to tell…
- It frightened me half to death…
- Diana was out of bed…
- Lennart was sitting in the hallway…
- Kiruna had got it in her head…
- I picked up my phone from the…
- Diana looked in through the kitchen…
- Näcken slowed down and stopped…
- Lennart stood there with…
- The car was parked behind…
- Anders was kneeling on a…
- It was incomprehensible…
- Susso was sitting in the armchair…
- Lennart lay in bed with both shoes and clothes on…
- Diana saw her through the window…
- I counted the days, every single one…
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In the fruit-punch red light pulsating across the deserted road, Geir was kicking the snow bank; for a brief moment, Anders thought he had flown into a blind rage. That he had lost his mind. Then he realised it was the snow he was after. The animal obviously needed to be cooled down.
Geir picked up a few lumps of snow and crawled into the cage with them. That set things off in there. Something banged against the metal and Geir cursed. Then he came crawling back out, bum first. He fitted the hatch into its grooves and only just managed to slide it into place before the wolf hurled itself against it.
Geir was on his knees with a frozen smile on his lips.
‘I tried to feed it a bit of snow,’ he said. ‘It didn’t much care for that.’
He crawled around to the other side of the crate and pointed his flashlight in through the grate. The wolf was sitting up, glaring at them. Its eyes had cleared. There was no fear in them. No hostility. But something else. Something hard.
‘Are you going to give him something?’
Geir turned the light off and stood up.
‘Let’s leave it here for a bit. Let it cool down a little.’
‘But you said he was shedding. That’s not good, is it?’
‘That was … a mistake. I got it wrong.’
Anders phoned Johanna and paced up and down next to the snow bank while they were talking. He told her he thought they would reach the release site around six and be home by nine. When she asked him how it was going, he heard himself say it was going well. He didn’t have the energy to tell her the animal was likely in hypothermic shock. Not now. Not when the poor reception broke their words into fragments and the cold was gnawing his fingers to the bone.
Before long, they were back in the car, encapsulated in darkness, silent and dazed. Judging by how Geir stared fixedly at the road and the snow grains crashing into the windscreen like asteroids, he was deep in thought; Anders assumed he was casting about for a medical explanation for what had happened. For his part, Anders was struggling with an anxiety that was suddenly raging inside him.