Murder at the Savoy by Maj Sjowall & Per Wahloo

Author:Maj Sjowall & Per Wahloo [Sjowall, Maj & Wahloo, Per]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-02-28T22:00:00+00:00

'No. But we know who it was.'

'Another Turk?'

'No, not at all. A first-rate, pure-bred Stockholm kid. Seventeen years old and stoned out of his mind. We're hunting him down now.'

‘Why did he do it?'

'Why? That's a hell of a question. He probably got the idea that he could solve the foreigner problem all by himself. It gets worse and worse with each passing day.'

'That's true,' said Kollberg. 'Gunvald, I don't think I'll have enough time to make it to Broberg's office.'

'Don't worry about it,' Gunvald Larsson said. 'It'll all work out. I'm beginning to get interested in this guy myself.'

They hung up simultaneously, without another word.

Kollberg was left wondering what had made Gunvald Larsson so unusually helpful.

He called the finance company on Kungsgatan.

'No, I haven't heard from Mr Broberg,' said Sara Moberg.

'The suitcase is still in his room?'

'Yes. I told you that the first time you called.' 'Excuse me, I just wanted to check.'

He also called the property office that he'd visited in the morning.

They hadn't seen Hampus Broberg there either, or even heard from him, for that matter.

He went out to wash his hands, put a note on his desk and proceeded down to the car.

Åsa Torell was waiting for him on the steps outside the main police station on Kungsholmsgatan.

Kollberg pulled up at the kerb and watched approvingly as she walked down the wide steps and crossed the pavement.

In his eyes she was an exceptionally attractive woman, with her short dark hair and big brown eyes. She was small, but had a very promising figure, with fine broad hips. Both slender and firm.

Her manner was highly sensual, but as far as he knew, she'd given up sex after Stenström's death.

He wondered how long that could last.

If I hadn't already had the good sense to find a first-rate wife...

Thought Lennart Kollberg.

Then he stretched out his arm and opened the right front door. 'Climb in, Åsa,' he said.

She sat down beside him, put her shoulder bag on her lap and advised him, 'Now we'll take it easy, like we said.' Kollberg nodded and started the car.

Five minutes later they stopped in front of an old mansion block on Banégatan.

They got out on either side of the car.

'You should be careful when you walk right into the street like that,' said Åsa Torell.

Kollberg nodded again. 'You're so right,' he said.

He yearned for a clean shirt

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