What Never Happens by Anne Holt

Author:Anne Holt [Holt, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Thrillers, General, Suspense, FIC031000
ISBN: 9781455523146
Google: IHkIkgEACAAJ
Amazon: 0446578037
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2012-02-14T16:00:00+00:00

Ragnhild burped. A pale white liquid ran down her chin into the deep folds on her neck. Johanne wiped it off carefully and laid the baby over her shoulder.

“Are you asleep?” she whispered.

“Mmm.”

Adam turned over heavily and pulled the pillow down over his head.

“I just thought of something,” she said quietly.

“In the morning,” he groaned and turned over again.

“Even though all the victims had strong links with Oslo,” she continued showing no consideration, “they were all murdered outside Oslo. Have you thought about that?”

“Tomorrow. Please!”

“Vegard Krogh lived in Oslo. He just happened to be out in Asker that night. Fiona and Victoria both worked in Oslo. And they worked long hours. They spent most of their time in the capital. But they were killed outside of town. Strange, isn’t it?”

“No.”

He hauled himself up onto one elbow.

“You’ve got to stop,” he said, earnestly.

“Has it ever struck you that there might be a reason for that?” she asked, unaffected. “Have you ever asked yourself what happens when a murder takes place outside town?”

“No, I’ve never asked myself that.”

“The Criminal Investigation Service,” she stated and put Ragnhild down gently in her crib. She was asleep.

“The NCIS?” he repeated in a daze.

“You never help the Oslo police with murders.

“Yes, we do.”

“But not with tactical investigations.”

“Well, I—”

“Listen to me, then!”

He lay back down on the bed and stared at the ceiling.

“I’m listening.”

“Maybe the killer wants to take on more? A stronger opponent?”

“Jesus, Johanne! Your speculation knows no bounds! And we still don’t know that there’s only one murderer. And another thing, we are so close to a possible suspect. And, and . . . Oslo police are good enough. I would’ve thought that the most infamous villains would find them challenging enough.”

“After that Wilhelmsen woman stepped down, there’s been rumors that everything’s going to pieces and—”

“Don’t listen to rumors.”

“You just don’t want to even consider it.”

“Not at ten past four in the morning, no,” he said and hid his face in his hands.

“You’re the best,” she murmured.

“No.”

“Yes. They write about you. In the papers. Even though you never give interviews after that fiasco—”

“Don’t remind me about it,” he said in a strangled voice.

“You are portrayed as a great tactician. The big, wise, strange outsider who didn’t want to move up the ladder, but who—”

“Oh, come on.”

“We need to get an alarm installed.”

“Please stop being so frightened, honey.”

His arm was lying heavy on her stomach. She was still half sitting up in bed. She wrapped her fingers around his. The telephone rang.

“Fuck!”

Adam fumbled around on the bedside table in the dark.

“Hello,” he barked.

“It’s me, Sigmund. We’ve found him. Are you coming?”

Adam sat up straight. His feet hit the ice-cold floor. He rubbed his eyes and felt Johanne’s warm hand on his lower back.

“I’m coming,” he said and hung up.

He turned around and stroked his unfamiliar, naked head.

“Mats Bohus,” he said quietly. “They’ve found him.”

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