The Storm Warning: A Constable Petra Jensen Novella (Greenland Missing Persons Book 30) by Christoffer Petersen

Author:Christoffer Petersen [Petersen, Christoffer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aarluuk Press for Arctic Noir, Action Thrillers and Greenland Crime
Published: 2024-10-05T00:00:00+00:00

8

Friday night slipped into Saturday morning, but it was still light enough to see the ground beneath our feet, although the shadows had grown deeper and darker. But as the thought of uncovering a secret stash of stolen money lit a fire in our minds, those same shadows became increasingly interesting, and after another quick session with the newspaper articles on the wall of fame, Atii was ready to make her best guess about where we might find the money.

“They stashed it for a rainy day,” she said. “Or something like that. Even more likely, they hid the money because they were in danger of being caught, and they would come back for it later, when the heat had died down.”

We, the Nuuk Police Department, were the heat, and I’ll admit that I relished the idea of outwitting the gang of thieves that had pulled off a heist. Never mind that it had taken nearly thirty years to solve the case, Atii and I were on the case, and the more we dug into it, the more it made sense.

“They didn’t need the money in the beginning,” I said, suggesting that they would have been paid off by the fishermen to steal the contracts for the quotas from under the noses of the bigger fishing companies with the big trawlers.

“If they even took any, P,” Atii said as we pulled on extra fleeces to wear beneath our jackets. It wasn’t cold, as such, but the wind had a habit of finding the gaps in our layers and biting at whatever flesh that was exposed. “It’s like Robin Hood – stealing from the rich…”

“And the corrupt,” I said, thinking of the politicians.

“Aap.” Atii nodded and said, “And making sure the local fishermen got the quotas they needed to make ends meet.”

It made sense, of course, but then we had forgotten the walrus tusk, and I said so.

“That one I can’t explain,” Atii said. “But you know how we feel about the royals. I think they made a mistake there. People wouldn’t like cheating the queen out of a present.”

It was true.

Greenlanders might struggle with the Danes, but generally speaking, they loved the royal family – then and now. So, stealing the walrus tusk might have been a mistake, or a calculated risk.

“A deception,” I said, and jogged back up the narrow stairs to have another look at the wall. I searched for the tusk, found a few small columns of text and then waited for Atii to arrive and translate them.

“Still missing,” she said, tracing the different lines of each column with her fingers. “Oh, and a lot of public outcry.” She looked at me and said, “Direct translation.”

“So the people turned on them,” I said with a shrug, as if it was a logical reaction to the loss of the queen’s gift. “And they went into hiding.”

“And hid the money, and the tusk… Imaqa.”

“Until it was safe to find them again.”

Atii shook her head and said, “But thirty years, P. That’s a long time.

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