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I've always felt guilt about what I did that time.

- And now I feel the same. - What do you mean?

Guilt. Because I couldn't stop him from killing himself.

You want your murder back. That's why you need me.

So you can own her again.

That Peter Wendel. Doesn't he seem a bit odd?

Yes. But he's in good company.

Higher!

What are you thinking about?

Yesterday I asked Lena Wahlberg if she knew Mikael Ström. Now she's missing.

You gave a civilian the address to a suspected murderer-

without asking a single question?

You're back on as the head of the Cold Case Unit.

She was dead and then he saw her again.

Viveka?

I quit.

Anything for the burn trolley?

This came to Ströms PO Box. The security company Odin's logo.

They work for a single large client. - The Justice Department.

- Who are you looking for? - The Justice Minister.

EPISODE 8

It's been 24 hours since Björn Stenius was taken from the Department of Justice-

by Mikael Ström. We've been able to map the route Ström took through Stockholm-

to Roslagstull, where he showed up on the cameras. Then we lost him.

But at this point, we suspect that he has changed vehicles.

Hi. Sorry, just fetching my briefcase.

Thanks.

- Any questions? - Yes. Lena Wahlberg.

- Yes? - What do we think about her?

We are assuming that Mikael Ström has her as well.

Well, you've all got your allotted tasks, so let's get on it.

Several people have lived here the past 30 years.

But if it was here that he killed her-

there can still be traces remaining.

I suggest you start with the linoleum-

in the kitchen.

Hi there, Eddie.

I didn't know it was you who'd be coming.

Well, here I am.

I wanted to be here to see if we can find anything in this house.

How are you doing?

I don't know.

That recording from Stenius's office...

I didn't do it for you, if that's what you're thinking.

I did it because it was the right thing, pure and simple.

- I can drive you home... - No, that's all right. We can get a cab.

No, I'll run you there. Come on.

We've found the vehicle, and the burn trolley.

Yeah. That's...

Lena. Where is Mikael Ström?

Do you know where he's taken Stenius?

Did you see the vehicle he switched to?

I don't know...

What have we done?

What have we done?!

Any new leads on the minister's whereabouts?

Is it true that you found the getaway car?

You can't keep a lid on this. The whole of Sweden is in shock!

Peter!

Tell us you've got something. That you're following up a lead, anything.

- But where is he? - Here, in Stockholm.

Stockholm?

- Stenius's phone's gone live. - Where?

What the fuck! It's here!

What the hell...?

It must be on another floor.

A video clip.

And...? What's this supposed to mean?

He's done the same thing he did with Viveka's boots.

And how are we supposed to interpret this?

He wants to tell us that we are never going to find Stenius.

I've just spoken with the Prime Minister.

We're into the second day now, and we've lost the advantage we had.

You have to find Stenius before it's too late.

You saw the shoes. Stenius isn't sitting in some cabin without socks.

There's no ransom demand, no other demands, nothing.

This has never been about anything like that.

He's dead.

How can it be that after forty-eight hours, the police-

haven't the faintest idea of the Justice Minister's whereabouts?

We can't go into any details, in order not to compromise the investigation.

What has happened to the Justice Minister?

Do you even know if he still is alive?

- I don't want to comment on the matter. - Don't want to?

- Well... - It's an extremely complex investigation.

We have many leads. But of course we suppose the Justice Minster is alive.

So the Justice Minister has disappeared, and the police are pursuing several leads?

Is it just me who's reminded of the Palme investigation, here?

Peter Wendel, could it be you are Sweden's new Hans Holmér?

We are very grateful for the role Peter Wendel and his group-

have played in this investigation, but I can now inform you-

that we have put this matter in the hands of the Security Police-

who will be taking this forward from now on.

Along with us, the National Operational Department and other authorities.

And with that I'll hand you over to the Head of the Security Police.

Just as Ulla Stålnacke says, it is the case that-

we are not starting from scratch here, far from it.

The Stockholm Police and Peter Wendel have done outstanding work so far.

Eddie!

- He killed her in this house. - What? So what have you found?

Blood under the floorboards.

- Where are you? - On my way home.

- Home? - Säpo have taken over.

You heard about Stenius's cell phone?

Ström seems very sure he's going to get away with all this.

But you're back in Stockholm tomorrow, right?

Yes...

Yes, I guess...

- Good. - 'Bye.

Hi.

Would you like something?

Tea?

That won't work. You'll have to fill it using the cup.

Have you found him?

No.

Why are you here?

Earl Grey?

I didn't realize...

How... How was he, in therapy?

Controlled.

Not easy.

But... Did you ever see the two of us talking together?

No.

But I can understand why he singled you out.

And why is that?

You're alike.

Stubborn.

You both hate Stenius.

You've both lost someone close to you.

And in totally different ways, to be sure-

you've both decided, deep down...

...that you own the person you've lost.

That you know the truth about how they died.

Thought you knew.

And that's why you set yourself above other people.

I've been here so many times.

Racking my brains about what...

About what happened to Viveka.

And this was here. The whole time.

Right in front of my stupid nose.

I just couldn't see it.

"Snuffy"?

I'll call her back.

It's not for real. It's, like, a joke...

I get it.

- How long have you been together? - Eight years, come May.

What line of work is she in?

Advertising.

- What's she like? - What she's like?

- This is getting a bit weird. - Does that matter?

OK. She's an art director. We met one midsummer.

- You said May. - We got together a little before that.

We were off to celebrate with some mutual...

What is this? Why are we talking about this?

It's cool, right? Getting to know each other a little better.

How about you? Have you been with anyone?

Well, of course you've been with someone. But are you with anyone right now?

Do you have family?

Had.

They're dead.

My Dad died from blood poisoning-

and my Mom took an overdose about a year later.

So all I had was my grandma.

Shit... I didn't know.

Ah, right, the grandmother...

She was the one who got custody of that boy we found, right?

At the druggies' place.

The paternal grandmother.

Did you steal the money and give it to the grandmother?

Why didn't you say anything?

If I hadn't done so, that kid wouldn't have seen a penny of it.

I get that. But why didn't you say something to me?

If you'd told me, I wouldn't have reported you.

I couldn't know that.

Hi.

At work.

Well, I can report that yesterday-

we made a find in one of the nearby properties.

Samples have been sent for analysis, we hope to receive a reply within a few days.

What kind of find?

Among other things, some blood we found under the floorboards.

- How much blood are we talking about? - We're hoping to get answers about that.

But you'll have to wait until the technical investigation is completed.

- That's all I have for you today. - Excuse me...

- You're a CID...? - Administrator.

A CID Administrator? Surely that job title doesn't exist?

No, it doesn't.

Did I startle you?

Everything's OK. I'm here now.

Peter...

I was moved by your story.

Really.

How you fought to make everything right.

You even tried to stab your own father to death.

Odd, that. When you come to think about it.

Whatever one does, it goes wrong.

You wanted to save Urban, but instead he almost got beaten to death.

Peter...

We're the same, you and I.

We're capable of doing anything for those we love.

No one knows you as well as I do.

We think alike.

It's all about taking responsibility, and...

...justice.

I took responsibility. What's right is right.

If what's right is right, maybe you can tell me-

where you've buried Viveka and Björn Stenius.

There's an awful lot of forest in this country.

An awful lot to search.

- How's it going? - Not a word.

Why would he say anything?

He's won.

- Don't you like spring rolls? - Sure I do.

- They're OK. - The noodles were good.

Got to go.

- See you around, then. - Yeah. Sure.

- Be well. 'Bye. - 'Bye.

- 'Bye - 'Bye.

Jorma.

I was thinking, if you wanted to go do something...

Shit, I can't. I've got to get home. We're...

No, I get it. It's fine. Another time.

Absolutely.

I'm pregnant.

- What? - Just kidding.

I'm just kidding!

Fuck, Kajsa, you're really sick... You don't joke about stuff like that.

Sit.

Good boy.

- Know what I think? - No.

- You should buy a dog. - A dog? I can't have a dog.

Of course you can. Some obstinate, paranoid breed that suits you.

Rickard will do for me. Come on...

A new job has come up, in admin.

They want me to apply for it.

Eddie, hi! Come in.

- This is Peter Wendel. - Hi there.

Hi. But Barbro...

What's the time? We have to drop Rickard off before we get to the cinema.

It was nice meeting you.

You can't apply for another job. I need you here.

Yes, you do. See you on Monday, then.

I can look after Rickard. Then you don't have to hurry to the cinema.

That's really kind. 'Bye.

There.

You want a drink? Come on. Are you thirsty?

There you go...

Go ahead.

Tony Macnabb