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- Have we met before? - What makes you think that?

You're letting him go?

I have no grounds to keep him here.

- Then we have to follow him around. - Everybody's busy.

- Hi, Peter. - How did you get in?

I spoke with an old friend.

There you were, eating up Levéns lies.

I've reviewed these verdicts.

Klas Levén could very well have been out of frame.

You're Vera, right? Peter's daughter.

Are you headed home? I can drive you.

The same day that Mikael Ström went missing from work-

Levén got one of his convictions.

The girl in Österbymo.

This isn't just a forest glade. It's a grave.

We've found the connection between Ström and the Levén murders.

Did you send threatening letters to Stenius? You're on leave. Now!

EPISODE 6

Hi. Sorry, I thought you'd be arriving later.

- Eddie. - Barbro.

Hi. There was a bit of traffic after Linköping.

I wanted to get here earlier so I could walk my dog.

Absolutely. - Hi there!

- Well, shall we? - Sure.

- That way. It's cold. - Yes.

It did look a bit different back in '88-

but actually, the farm hasn't changed that much.

- Viveka was 16. - Yes, that's right.

Her father and siblings were away, so Viveka was at home by herself.

She was supposed to meet with her boyfriend, but she never showed up.

According to him, they'd had a fight the day before-

so it didn't ring any alarm bells when she didn't show.

There was a tanker down by the stables delivering heating oil-

the evening Viveka disappeared, but the driver didn't see anything-

except that there was a light on in one of the windows.

Yes, Eva Jäger. The only neighbor.

She was away when it happened.

There's a bus stop down there.

Interesting you should mention that.

The bus passed by six times the day Viveka went missing-

but it didn't stop at that stop or any of the ones nearby.

But we found something.

Here.

In the middle of the bus stop were Viveka's boots.

It was cold, the day and night Viveka disappeared.

She'd never have stepped out of her boots and walked away barefoot.

I think the killer placed her boots here on purpose-

because he wanted to point out the obvious.

That she'd disappeared, and would never be found?

Yes, exactly.

Well, as you know-

we've been forced to write off our suspected perp, Gebri.

He has a totally watertight alibi.

- So we're back to square one. - Sorry, but we do have one person...

The land surveyor who doesn't have a motive, or any connection with Eklund?

Stop harrassing him.

We need to start from the beginning.

Go through Eklund's background again.

The witness statements-

then we go knocking on doors again. Jorma and Kajsa can do that.

The rest of you will find your allocated tasks in your email. Get on with it, guys.

Anything not clear?

We've linked Ström to one of the Levén killings.

We can't go off knocking on doors...

I told you, you're to drop that. Good luck knocking on those doors.

Go on, get going.

Close the door behind you, would you?

I don't understand why they can't admit they're wrong about Levén.

Ström is going to take off.

It's Peter. He's sitting outside Ström's house.

And Barbro is in Östergötland.

Jorma...

What the hell, I'm quitting anyway.

- Good morning. - Hi.

That Peter Wendel...

We can't sit here and do nothing while he sabotages my murder investigations.

We must put a stop to this once and for all!

Yes, but he should no longer present a problem.

- He's been forced to go on leave. - But is that enough?

The media is digging into anything to do with Levén. They've gone crazy!

There is always some fucking idiot ringing and asking me questions!

Stefan, could you calm down so that we can talk this thing through, instead?

- We have to take back the initiative. - Great, but how do we do that?

- Marcus has an idea. - Yes.

We go through all Klas Levén's old interviews-

and see if we find any indication that he may have had an accomplice with him.

Lars-Åke Wall?

Good, good. I'll have the transcripts sent over.

Great. We'll take a break for coffee, and carry on when the transcripts get here.

Right.

- Vera. - Hi, Mom. Listen...

Can we talk about it later?

- I'll call you. - OK. 'Bye.

...just before the bend where you turn off to our place, they have solar panels...

Hi.

What are you two doing here?

We thought we'd do some more digging on Ström.

See if we can confirm his connection to the girl in Österbymo.

- Does Temo know about this? - Nope.

- What do we know about Mikael Ström? - Nothing. He has no criminal record.

Who can we talk to?

Barbro has spoken with his former boss, and according to him-

he mostly kept himself to himself.

Relatives?

The only relative we've found is an aunt. I would go and talk to her, but...

I can stay here.

Great.

It won't take long.

So where does this aunt live, then?

Adler's Care Home for Dementia Sufferers.

- Dementia? - Yes.

Well, that sounds very promising...

So, is this first time you're out in the field by yourself?

Yes. I'm a bit more of an admin person, so to speak.

That's important stuff too.

Can't I talk to the woman who lived next door to the Hällbergs?

I'm afraid Eva Jäger is dead.

She died three years after Viveka disappeared. Cancer.

We checked out the house, and spoke with her several times-

but nothing came of it.

When Klas Levén admitted to the killing, I was actually relieved.

I thought this whole thing was finally going to be cleared up.

But then he couldn't show us what he'd done with Viveka's body-

and he was fuzzy on every single fact in the case-

I realized that we would probably never find out-

what happened to Viveka.

So, what do you think happened to her?

I think she was murdered.

By someone who knew the area well.

He may possibly have known Viveka, or known who she was, here in town.

Someone with a connection to Österbymo?

Yes. That's what I think.

That's him. Jonas.

The guy who was with Viveka when she went missing.

He was never able to shake off people's suspicions here in town-

and now that the Klas Levén verdicts have started to fall apart-

all that's flared up again.

I'd really like to have a word with him.

And I'd like to go back to the farm for a last look.

Sounds good.

Excuse me, could I ask you something?

Excuse me, I'd like to show you something. I'm with the police.

- What do you want? - I'd like to show you a photo...

Sorry.

An admin person, you said...

Yes...

Jonas, how are you doing?

- Hi. - Hi.

We're from the police. Can we come in for a moment?

We'd like to speak with Gunvor Ström. She does live here, right?

Gunvor is almost 90. She has advanced Alzheimer's.

I'll have to speak to her legal guardian first.

I understand. Is it OK if we wait in here while you...

- Yes. - Thanks.

It's there on the right. You can go in.

You'll have to be quiet...

Temo is hopping mad. He wants me and Jorma to come in.

Peter...

Österbymo.

So how are things going, up in Stockholm with that Cold Case group?

Oh, fine.

This Peter Wendel, I've read about him. I think.

Doesn't he seem a bit flakey to you?

Sure, but he's in good company.

What was it the guy who was driving the tanker truck said?

- That there was a light on in one window. - Which window?

- What? - Which window?

He didn't say.

That was odd. What did he say that was more precise?

Hang on.

"I saw that a light was on in one of the windows at the farm"-

"while I was parking by the oil tank."

Yeah, you're right. Stupid that they didn't ask any follow-up questions.

Now that you mention it.

Come here.

- How long is one of those tanker trucks? - Jeez, I don't know.

Eight-ten meters.

Did the driver know the Hällbergs?

No. He usually drove another delivery round.

- Lift me up, Eddie. - What?

Lift me as high as you can, then grab my knees.

Come on.

Mind your back.

Higher. Higher!

- You all right? - Yes. You can put me down now.

- Wait. - Just drop me...

If you'd never been here before-

which house would you say that stable belonged to?

Even if I were sitting high up in a truck's cab, I'd say that one there.

Can't be... Eva Jäger was out of the country. That was confirmed.

The truck driver said something about a pine tree as well, I know that.

But there are nothing but broadleaf trees adjoining the Jäger house.

Doesn't add up.

When was this one cut down, then?

What kind of tree is this?

A pine.

Virtanen. Yes, that's right. Jorma Virtanen, from Prime Real Estate.

We met at the viewing, right? Oh, cool. Terrific.

How much did you want to bid?

OK. I think the vendor wanted a little bit more.

No, it's no problem. I'll notify him about your bid.

Do you have an email adress?

That's great. Could you please repeat that?

Perfect. And we said 5.5, I think?

5.25. OK.

Right...

Oh, really?

Yes, absolutely.

Yes, I totally agree.

Yeah...

I'll talk to the vendor and I'll get back to you.

OK. Thanks. 'Bye.

Here.

Testimony in which Klas Levén recounts-

that he hooked up with a man. This was before the murder was committed.

That's fantastic. I have no recollection of that information.

No, wait. This must be in the wrong place.

- What do you mean, "wrong"? - It's an interview from another case.

This is just paper! We all know that Levén is guilty.

Surely we don't want to risk a killer walking free?

I'll put it in the right pile and we'll all keep our mouths shut.

- Hi. - Was there something?

I've finished going through the new draft legislation.

Brilliant. Thank you.

- We're almost done, here. - Yes, OK.

- I'll just put it here for the moment. - Fine.

Right. Where were we?

That new witness, who...

What do we do with this?

- Yes? - They've been wrong the whole time.

Poor Eddie has worked so hard, and suddenly I show up and luck out.

But I have to say he was mighty impressed. Eddie was.

Anyway, I picked up on the tanker truck thing.

Barbro, what about the tanker truck?

The driver said there was a light in a window. But not in the Hällberg house-

but the neighbor's. But she was out of town...

You can't sit out here. Come inside and have a cup of coffee instead.

Well. Make yourself at home.

How are things going for you?

Why did you choose me, of all people?

And my knife. How do you know about that?

Sugar?

We know it's Viveka Hällberg who is buried in that glade.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

- Österbymo. - Never heard of it.

- Never? - No.

How come this hangs on the wall of your Aunt?

My poor aunt has been sick with Alzheimer's for a long time.

But when she was well, she used to travel around half of Sweden-

doing her kitschy paintings.

- Still, it's something of a coincidence. - Absolutely it is, yes.

Pity you can't ask her. I'm sure she'd have been able to clear this up for you.

You know what?

This was painted in 1968. 1968, when you were 15 years old.

And living in your aunt's house.

I'd hazard a guess that you spent the summers in Eva Jäger's house-

which she used to rent out?

You can always ask my aunt.

Mikael...

I know what you're up to.

Do you?

You want your murder back.

Levén took it away from you.

The relatives and the media were given a reason for Viveka's disappearance.

And everyone went quiet. No one was wondering anything any longer.

You lost your hold on her.

That was why you needed me.

To prove that Levén is a liar.

So you can own her again.

- Oh, God... - What?

I forgot the cakes.

I really must apologize.

This is an interview from another case.

This is just paper.

We all know that Levén is guilty.

Surely we don't want to risk a killer walking free?

- What are you doing? - Knock before you come in here.

- What was that? - What? I was speaking on the phone.

- With? - Is this an interrogation?

- Who were talking to? - My gynecologist.

Do you want his number? Maybe you want to give him a call?

This is starting to look a lot like harassment, Marcus!

- I'd like to use the toilet, if that's OK? - No.

I think we're done here, anyway.

You were in Österbymo in the summer of '68.

Twenty years later, you decide to drop by that summer place again.

Then you spot her. Why Viveka?

I don't have the time for any more chit chat. Thank you for coming by.

Oops, sorry.

Hey! That's enough.

Sorry. I dropped my stress ball.

- A present from my daughter. - Vera?

- What the fuck did you just say? - Sorry. I googled you.

I need to take this call. Are we done?

Lena Wahlberg.

Have you had a patient named Mikael Ström?

Peter, I am not going to have this conversation with you.

Yes you are. Mikael Ström. Have you ever had a patient by the name, or not?

He seems to know every last God damned thing about me.

And he's very keen to read everything you've ever written.

You have to stop this. You're not well.

And I don't have the time for it. I have to go now. 'Bye.

Hello?

Hi, it's me. Listen, I'd like you to help me out with an address.

Hi, come in.

What do you want?

Where have you two been?

An evening paper has just published a video of your colleague Barbro Svensson-

running around head-butting people unconscious.

And I gather Peter Wendel is sitting outside Ström's house.

What have you lot been up to?

Yeah, hi. It's me. Send a car out to the land surveyor's house-

and get Peter Wendel away from there. Fast as you can. Thanks.

That's it. 'Bye.

- Hiya. Are you Peter Wendel? - Yes, I am.

We've received a call from someone in the area saying you're disturbing the peace.

No. I'm working, here. Surveillance. Get lost.

No, you're going to have to come with us.

- We'll sort this out. - Get out of here, both of you.

Stop that! Fuck's sake!

Come on. Nice and easy.

Mind your head. Sit down, please.

- Hoffeldt. - Hi, my name is Ann-Marie Wendel.

I have something I think you'll want to listen to.

A recording.

You want to give me a slightly better idea what this is about?

I'll text you a time and place.

Hallo?

- Can we talk? - Yes.

Tony Macnabb