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‘Reidar Frost?’ a woman in plain clothes says as she gets out of the car.

‘Yes,’ he replies.

‘Can we go inside?’

‘Here will do,’ he says.

‘Would you like to sit in the car?’

‘Does it look like it?’

‘We’ve found your son,’ the woman says, taking a couple of steps towards him.

‘I see,’ he sighs, holding up a hand to silence the police officer.

He is breathing, feeling the smell of the snow, of water that has frozen to ice high up in the sky. Reidar composes himself, then slowly lowers his hand.

‘So where did you find Mikael?’ he says in a voice that has become strangely calm.

‘He was walking over a bridge—’

‘What?! What the hell are you saying, woman?’ Reidar roars.

The woman flinches. She’s tall, and has a long ponytail down her back.

‘I’m trying to tell you that he’s alive,’ she says.

‘What is this?’ Reidar asks uncomprehendingly.

‘He’s been taken into Södermalm Hospital for observation.’

‘Not my son, he died many years—’

‘There’s no doubt whatsoever that it’s him.’

Reidar is staring at her with eyes that have turned completely black.