The Girl Who Lived Twice by David Lagercrantz

Author:David Lagercrantz
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Publisher: Quercus Publishing Ltd
Published: 2019-06-18T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

27.viii

Kira would have liked to sever her links with Svavelsjö M.C. She would have loved to get shot of those bloody bandits with their ridiculous leather waistcoats and rivets, the balaclavas and the tattoos. But she needed them once more, and had therefore showered them with money. She also reminded them of Zalachenko, and declared it a matter of honour, in his memory.

It stuck in her craw. She would much rather have berated them for being lowlifes and losers, and packed them off to a hairdresser. But she kept her cool, even her dignity, and once again she was grateful to have Galinov with her. Today he was wearing a white linen suit and brown leather shoes, and was sitting in the red armchair opposite her, reading an article about the relationship between the Swedish language and Low German. It was as if all this were no more than a study trip for him. But he lent her calm, a connection to the past, and, best of all, he terrified the bikers.

When they stood up to her and baulked at taking orders from a woman, Galinov had only to lower his reading glasses and give them an icy-blue stare. Then they did exactly as they were told. She guessed they knew what he was capable of, so she didn’t mind that he was being so inactive.

He would come into the picture later; the hunt for her sister was being handled by Bogdanov and the rest of the gang. So far they had found nothing, not a trace. It was as if they were chasing a shadow, and to make matters worse they had lost yet another lead tonight. Earlier she had summoned Marko Sandström, Svavelsjö’s president, and he now walked into the living room with another of the thugs – Krille, she thought his name was – although she could hardly have cared less.

“I don’t want any excuses,” she said. “Just a factual account of how this could have happened.”

Sandström smiled nervously, and she liked that. He was as big and threatening as all the others in Svavelsjö. But at least he had the good taste not to wear a beard and long hair, and his stomach was a normal size. His face was almost beautiful, in fact, and Camilla could imagine sinking her fingernails into his chest, just as she had in the old days.

“You’re asking for the impossible,” Sandström said, trying to sound authoritative, although he could not help glancing at Galinov, who did not even look up. She liked that too.

She said:

“What’s impossible? I was only asking you not to let him out of your sight, that’s all.”

“Yes, around the clock,” Sandström said. “That takes resources, and we’re not talking about some nobody.”

“How. Could. This. Happen?” she said again, stressing each word.

“That fucker …” the one she thought was called Krille said.

Sandström interrupted him:

“Let me deal with this. Camilla—”

“Kira.”

“I’m sorry, Kira,” he went on. “Blomkvist rushed off in his motorboat yesterday afternoon. There was no way we could have followed him, and pretty soon the situation became uncomfortable.

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