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  龙纹身的女孩

“youdid?”


“ohyes.rebeckawasonourclericalstaff,apopulargirlandveryattractive.butwhyareyouasking?”


“i’notsure,henrik,butiaybeontosoething.i’goingtohavetothinkthisthrough.”


“areyousuggestingthatthere’saconnectionbetweenharrietandrebecka?therewere…alostseventeenyearsseparatingthetwo.”


“letedoythinkingandi’llebackandseeyoutoorrowifyou’refeelingbetter.”


blokvistdidnotseevangerthefollowingday.justbefore1:00a..hewasstillatthekitchentable,readingharriet’sbible,whenheheardthesoundofacarakingitswayathighspeedacrossthebridge.helookedoutthewindowandsawtheflashingbluelightsofanabulance.


filledwithforeboding,heranoutside.theabulanceparkedbyvanger’shouse.onthegroundfloorallthelightswereon.hedasheduptheporchstepsintwoboundsandfoundashakenannainthehall.


“it’shisheart,”shesaid.“hewokeealittlewhileago,plainingofpainsinhischest.thenhecollapsed.”


blokvistputhisarsaroundthehousekeeper,andhewasstilltherewhentheedicscaeoutwithanunconsciousvangeronastretcher.martinvanger,lookingdecidedlystressed,walkedbehind.hehadbeeninbedwhenannacalled.hisbarefeetwerestuckinapairofslippers,andhehadn’tzippedhisfly.hegavemikaelabriefgreetingandthenturnedtoanna.


“i’llgowithhitothehospital.callbirgerandseeifyoucanreachceciliainlondonintheorning,”hesaid.“andtelldirch.”


“icangotofrode’shouse,”blokvistsaid.annanoddedgratefully.


ittookseveralinutesbeforeasleepyfrodeansweredblokvist’sringathisdoor.


“ihavebadnews,dirch.henrikhasbeentakentothehospital.itseestobeaheartattack.martinwantedetotellyou.”


“goodlord,”frodesaid.heglancedathiswatch.“it’sfridaythethirteenth,”hesaid.


notuntilthenextorning,afterhe’dhadabrieftalkwithdirchfrodeonhisobileandbeenassuredthatvangerwasstillalive,didhecallbergerwiththenewsthatmillenniu’snewpartnerhadbeentakentothehospitalwithaheartattack.inevitably,thenewswasreceivedwithglooandanxiety.


lateintheeveningfrodecaetoseehiandgivehithedetailsabouthenrikvanger’scondition.


“he’salive,buthe’snotdoingwell.hehadaseriousheartattack,andhe’salsosufferingfroaninfection.”


“haveyouseenhi?”


“no.he’sinintensivecare.martinandbirgeraresittingwithhi.”


“whatarehischances?”


frodewavedahandbackandforth.


“hesurvivedtheattack,andthat’sagoodsign.henrikisinexcellentcondition,buthe’sold.we’lljusthavetowait.”


theysatinsilence,deepinthought.blokvistadecoffee.frodelookedwretchedlyunhappy.


“ineedtoaskyouaboutwhat’sgoingtohappennow,”blokvistsaid.


frodelookedup.


“theconditionsofyoureployentdon’tchange.they’restipulatedinacontractthatrunsuntiltheendofthisyear,whetherhenriklivesordies.youdon’thavetoworry.”


“no,that’snotwhatieant.i’wonderingwhoireporttoinhisabsence.”


frodesighed.


“mikael,youknowaswellasidothatthiswholestoryaboutharrietisjustapastieforhenrik.”


“don’tsaythat,dirch.”


“whatdoyouean?”


“i’vefoundnewevidence,”blokvistsaid.“itoldhenrikaboutsoeofityesterday.i’veryuchafraidthatitayhavehelpedtobringonhisheartattack.”


frodelookedathiwithastrangeexpression.


“you’rejoking,youustbe…”


blokvistshookhishead.


“overthepastfewdaysi’vefoundsignificantaterialaboutharriet’sdisappearance.whati’worriedaboutisthatweneverdiscussedwhoishouldreporttoifhenrikisnolongerhere.”


“youreporttoe.”


“ok.ihavetogoonwiththis.caniputyouinthepicturerightnow?”


blokvistdescribedwhathehadfoundasconciselyaspossible,andheshowedfrodetheseriesofpicturesfroj?rnv?gsgatan.thenheexplainedhowhisowndaughterhadunlockedtheysteryofthenaesinthedate.finally,heproposedtheconnection,ashehadforvangerthedaybefore,withtheurderofrebeckajacobssonin1949,r.j.


theonlythinghekepttohiselfwasceciliavanger’sfaceinharriet’swindow.hehadtotalktoherbeforeheputherinapositionwheresheightbesuspectedofsoething.


frode’sbroascreasedwithconcern.


“youreallythinkthattheurderofrebeckahassoethingtodowithharriet’sdisappearance?”


“itseesunlikely,iagree,butthefactreainsthatharrietwrotetheinitialsr.j.inherdatenexttothereferencetotheoldtestaentlawaboutburntofferings.rebeckajacobssonwasburnedtodeath.oneconnectionwiththevangerfailyisinescapable—sheworkedforthecorporation.”


“butwhatistheconnectionwithharriet?”


“idon’tknowyet.butiwanttofindout.iwilltellyoueverythingiwouldhavetoldhenrik.youhavetoakethedecisionsforhi.”


“perhapsweoughttorthepolice.”


“no.atleastnotwithouthenrik’sblessing.thestatuteofliitationshaslongsincerunoutinthecaseofrebecka,andthepoliceinvestigationwasclosed.they’renotgoingtoreopenaninvestigationfifty-fouryearslater.”


“allright.whatareyougoingtodo?”


blokvistpacedalaparoundthekitchen.


“first,iwanttofollowupthephotographlead.ifwecouldseewhatitwasthatharrietsaw…itightbethekey.ineedacartogotonorsj?andfollowthatlead,whereverittakese.andalso,iwanttoresearcheachoftheleviticusverses.wehaveoneconnectiontooneurder.wehavefourverses,possiblyfourotherclues.todothis…ineedsoehelp.”


“whatkindofhelp?”


“ireallyneedaresearchassistantwiththepatiencetogothrougholdnewspaperarchivestofind‘magda’and‘sara’andtheothernaes.ifi’rightinthinkingthatrebeckawasn’ttheonlyvicti.”


“youeanyouwanttoletsoeoneelseinon…”


“there’salotofworkthathastobedoneandinahurry.ifiwereapoliceofficerinvolvedinanactiveinvestigation,icoulddivideupthehoursandresourcesandgetpeopletodigfore.ineedaprofessionalwhoknowsarchiveworkandwhocanbetrusted.”


“iunderstand….actuallyibelieveiknowofanexpertresearcher,”saidfrode,andbeforehecould. hiself,headded,“shewastheonewhodidthebackgroundinvestigationonyou.”


“whodidwhat?”blokvistsaid.


“iwasthinkingoutloud,”frodesaid.“it’snothing.”i’gettingold,hethought.


“youhadsoeonedoaninvestigationone?”


“it’snothingdraatic,mikael.wewantedtohireyou,andwejustdidacheckonwhatsortofpersonyouwere.”


“sothat’swhyhenrikalwaysseestoknowexactlywherehehase.howthoroughwasthisinvestigation?”


“itwasquitethorough.”


“diditlookintomillenniu’sprobles?”


frodeshrugged.“ithadabearing.”


blokvistlitacigarette.itwashisfifthoftheday.


“awrittenreport?”


“mikael,it’snothingtogetworkedupabout.”


“iwanttoreadthereport,”hesaid.


“oheon,there’snothingoutoftheordinaryaboutthis.wewantedtocheckuponyoubeforewehiredyou.”


“iwanttoreadthereport,”mikaelrepeated.


“icouldn’tauthorisethat.”


“really?thenhere’swhatisaytoyou:eitherihavethatreportinyhandswithinthehour,oriquit.i’lltaketheeveningtrainbacktostockhol.whereisthereport?”


thetwoeneyedeachotherforseveralseconds.thenfrodesighedandlookedaway.


“inyoffice,athoe.”


frodehadputupaterriblefuss.itwasnotuntil6:00thateveningthatblokvisthadlisbethsalander’sreportinhishand.itwasalosteightypageslong,plusdozensofphotocopiedarticles,certificates,andotherrecordsofthedetailsofhislifeandcareer.


itwasastrangeexperiencetoreadabouthiselfinwhatwaspartbiographyandpartintelligencereport.hewasincreasinglyastonishedathowdetailedthereportwas.salanderhaddugupfactsthathethoughthadbeenlongburiedinthepostofhistory.shehadduguphisyouthfulrelationshipwithawoanwhohadbeenaflaingsyndicalistandwhowasnowapolitician.whointheworldhadshetalkedto?shehadfoundhisrockbandbootstrap,whichsurelyno-oodaywouldreeber.shehadscrutinisedhisfinancesdowntothelast?re.howthehellhadshedoneit?


asajournalist,blokvisthadspentanyyearshuntingdownrationaboutpeople,andhecouldjudgethequalityoftheworkfroapurelyprofessionalstandpoint.therewasnodoubtthatthissalanderwasonehellofaninvestigator.hedoubtedthatevenhecouldhaveproducedaparablereportonanyindividualpletelyunknowntohi.


italsodawnedonhithattherehadneverbeenanyreasonforhiandbergertokeeptheirdistanceinvanger’spresence;healreadyknewoftheirlong-standingrelationship.thereportcaeupwithadisturbinglypreciseappraisalofmillenniu’sfinancialposition;vangerknewjusthowshakythingswerewhenhefirstcontactedberger.whatsortofgaewasheplaying?


thewennerstr?affairwaserelysuarised,butwhoeverwrotethereporthadobviouslybeenaspectatorinco


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