stamped top secret written at the time by your handler at S?po Gunnar Bj?rck. I was never convicted of anything. I have never been charged. I cannot help it if some idiot in the Security Police fantasizes in his reports. If I had been a suspect they would have at the very least questioned me. Modig made no answer. Zalachenko seemed to be grinning beneath his bandages. So I wish to press charges against my daughter,vans shoes on sale. For trying to kill me. Modig sighed. I m beginning to understand why she felt an uncontrollable urge to slam an axe into your head. Erlander cleared his throat. Excuse me Herr Bodin We should get back to any information you might have about Ronald Niedermann s activities. Modig made a call to Inspector Bublanski from the corridor outside Zalachenko s hospital room. Nothing she said. Nothing? Bublanski said. He s lodging a complaint with the police against Salander for G.B,vans uk shoes.H. and attempted murder. He says that he had nothing to do with the murders in Stockholm. And how does he explain the fact that Salander was buried in a trench on his property in Gosseberga? He says he had a cold and was asleep most of the day. If Salander was shot in Gosseberga it must have been something that Niedermann decided to do. O.K. So what do we have? She was shot with a Browning .22 calibre. Which is why she s still alive. We found the weapon. Zalachenko admits that it s his. I see. In other words he knows we re going to find his prints on the gun. Exactly. But he says that the last time he saw the gun it was in his desk drawer. Which means that the excellent Herr Niedermann took the weapon while Zalachenko was asleep and shot Salander. This is one cold bastard. Do we have any evidence to the contrary? Modig thought for a few seconds before she replied. He s well versed in Swedish law and police procedure. He doesn t admit to a thing and he has Niedermann as a scapegoat. I don t have any idea what we can prove. I asked Erlander to send his clothes to forensics and have them examined for traces of gunpowder but he s bound to say that he was doing target practice two days ago. Salander was aware of the smell of almonds and ethanol. It felt as if she had alcohol in her mouth and she tried to swallow but her tongue felt numb and paralysed. She tried to open her eyes but she could not. In the distance she heard a voice that seemed to be talking to her but she could not understand the words. Then she heard the voice quite clearly. I think she s coming round. She felt someone touch her forehead and tried to brush away the intrusive hand. At the same moment she felt intense pain in her left shoulder. She forced herself to relax. Can you hear me Lisbeth? Go away. Can you open your eyes? Who was this bloody idiot harping on at her? Finally she did open her eyes. At first she just saw strange lights until a figure appeared in the centre of her field of vision. She tried to focus her gaze but the figure kept slipping away. She felt as if she had a stupendous hangover and the bed seemed to keep tilting backwards,vans shoes. Pnkllrs she said. Say that Related articles:

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