Raid and the Blackest Sheep by Harri Nykänen

Author:Harri Nykänen [Nykänen, Harri]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Ice Cold Crime LLC
Published: 2010-10-13T06:00:00+00:00

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Sariola had been furnished with a private room. He lay on the bed with his upper body in bandages. The thigh on his right leg was also bandaged. On the nightstand was a pitcher of juice, a mug, a banana and a package of salmiakki salt licorice. Kempas took a chair and seated himself next to the bed. Lunden and Leino remained standing.

“Sorry we didn’t bring flowers. How are you feeling?” Kempas began.

“Like shit.”

“A familiar feeling. I’m Detective Lieutenant Kempas from the Helsinki police. I’m not interested in you or even this shooting. I’m looking for Nygren.”

“Good.”

“With your help, I can put him in some deep shit.”

“Even better.”

“What’s Nygren planning?”

“How the fuck should I know?”

“You’ve been on a few jobs with him. You know him pretty well.”

“I ain’t no mindreader. Not that it would hold up in court anyway.”

“Who shot you?”

“I wish I knew.”

“I gotta say, I’d think you’d be able to hold your own against an old guy like Nygren. He’s almost sixty… And to think someone claimed you’re a pretty tough customer.”

“Think whatever you want.”

“And there were two of you guys, too. Pretty sad.”

Leino had to admit, the scorn in Kempas’ voice was every bit as difficult to resist as scratching a juicy itch.

“We arrested Lehto,” Kempas lied. “You wanna see him?”

“What the hell for!”

“I figured you’re friends since you’re always together. Lehto’s a softy; he’s worried about you.”

Sariola didn’t respond.

“Do you know who Nygren’s friend was? The one who poured hot coffee on your nuts?”

Sariola’s eyes blazed, but he didn’t respond.

“We do. You wanna know?”

Sariola nodded.

“Not sure if I should bother telling you. The guy actually did a good deed.”

“Eat shit.”

“How are your balls doing, by the way? Itchy? Why aren’t you scratching?”

Brazenly, Kempas helped himself to a handful of Sariola’s candy.

“Who is he?” Sariola bleated.

“You sure fucked up. He’s the wrong guy to play hardball with.”

“Who is he?”

“I hear you and Nygren argued about money. Did he scam you?”

“Tell me who that guy is, first.”

“You really wanna know?” Kempas jiggled his carrot.

“Tell me.”

“He kills bugs dead.”

“Raid! That guy was Raid? The Raid?”

“You oughta thank God you’re still alive. After a run-in with Raid, not many are.”

“Nygren claimed the guy was his nephew.”

Kempas let out a series of cackles.

“Nephew. And you swallowed it hook, line and sinker. Nygren’s a pretty sharp guy for a crook. While you both served time, the money earned interest in Nygren’s account.”

Sariola clenched his one good hand into a fist.

“Care for some coffee?”

“No.”

“Smoke?”

“No.”

“Candy?”

Kempas shook the package.

“It’s empty.”

Kempas glanced at Leino.

“When’s Lehto gonna be here?”

Leino glanced over at Lunden.

“I’ll go call.”

“You do that. If he behaves, he can see his friend.”

“I don’t wanna see that chickenshit.”

“How come?”

“It’s enough that I say no. This ain’t no prison, it’s a hospital. And I’m not a suspect. Or am I?”

“Not for anything other than stupidity. Help us get Nygren and you can get even.”

“How?”

“We’ll throw him in the clink.”

“Why? What’d he do?”

“That’s what I’m asking you. Give us a reason to lock him up. We could easily get him for attempted murder.

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