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‘So there were Legionella bacteria?’

‘Yes, I found antibodies against the bacteria in the boy’s blood, so he’d probably had Pontiac fever,’ Åhlén says with a sigh. ‘I know you want to be right, Joona, but nothing you’ve said is enough to—’

‘Mikael Kohler-Frost says he met Rebecka,’ Joona interrupts.

‘Rebecka Mendel?’ Åhlén asks with a tremble in his voice.

‘They were held captive together,’ Joona confirms.

There is a long silence, then: ‘So … so you were right about everything, Joona,’ Åhlén says, sounding as if he’s about to start crying. ‘You’ve no idea how relieved I am to hear that.’

He gulps hard down the phone, and whispers that they did the right thing after all.

‘Yes,’ Joona says, in a lonely voice.

He and Åhlén had done the right thing when they arranged the car-crash for Joona’s wife and daughter.

Two dead bodies were cremated and buried in place of Lumi and Summa. Using fake dental records, Åhlén had identified the bodies. He believed Joona, and trusted him, but it had been such a big decision, so momentous, that he has never stopped worrying about it.