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When Nicole Hauglund was fourteen years old, she got cancer.

Five years of surgeries, chemotherapy and check-ups.

At nineteen, she was declared healthy.

Two years later, she was admitted to law school.

She didn't have a boyfriend, was well-liked and kept up with her studies.

Several months into the case, the investigators still didn't have any leads.

Nobody knew how Nicole could end up in a suitcase at the bottom of a lake.

Caijsa, what did the autopsy reveal? What was the cause of death?

It revealed severe damage to the hyoid bone and thyroid cartilage.

She was strangled to death.

Multiple fractures on her ribs, broken collarbone and jawbone.

One arm was broken in two places and she had injuries in both her vagina and rectum.

What caused the holes?

We don't know.

The perpetrator beat her with his fists and then used some kind of implement.

The forensic team made this cast.

As of yesterday, this is the last sign of life we have of Nicole.

THE TRUTH WILL OUT

Based on actual events

Episode 4

Thanks, that was nice of you. Go ahead.

You have sexted with more than 50 women this month.

If we go back to last year, we're talking thousands of contacts.

Yes, a lot of women like sex.

That girl you brought to the hotel was just fourteen years old.

No, she said that she was eighteen.

How many more of your sexual contacts have been under-aged?

Wait a minute, what others are you referring to?

None, of course. That's illegal.

As is buying sex.

It's not about buying when two people who enjoy sex have a good time together.

It hurts! Ow!

Yes, you should know that a lot of people like some rough stuff.

I thought if I could get a few thousand, I could leave.

- And go where? - Some place warm.

I went to Mallorca with my last foster family.

Everything will be all right, Emelie. Right now we're just glad the police found you.

- Hi. Stella. - Hi.

Well...

My name is Anne Stokke-Larsen.

I'm from social services.

But where was the film recorded?

It's like I said... I don't know.

I'm going crazy...

Caijsa Bergholm steps in as lead interrogator at 10:36 a.m.

I'd like to start off by saying thank you.

I would never have become a police officer without you.

Oh?

You implemented gender quotas at the police academy. That's how I got in.

My grades wouldn't have been enough otherwise.

You implemented a system where you got extra merit points as a woman.

So thanks. You've done a lot for women, and not just on the force.

I respect that.

Well, that's great.

- What's this...? - How does this relate to my client?

This is Nicole Hauglund.

She disappeared in April, 2005.

The film of your client and Nicole is last sign of life we have of her.

Stop. We need to take a break.

Are you saying that I killed her?

Is that so? Is that what you mean?

You must know that that's totally...

Totally...?

We had sex. Completely consensual. She liked it rough.

But that I'm supposed to have killed her...

Never.

Can we go even further back?

Really?

There's a policewoman in the bathroom going through our dirty laundry!

I'll get back to you.

I'm sorry that we have to do this.

A withdrawal was made from your savings account in 2005.

250,000 kronor. Do you remember why?

- Ludvig made a bad deal. - What deal?

I'm not really sure. Mutual funds, I think.

What do you think will happen with Ludvig? Will he be able to keep his job?

The gun cabinet in your bedroom... Is there a key to it?

Yes.

Do you recognize this man?

Yes. It's Berg, the policeman who died.

- Did you know him? - Yes, we've met.

- How? - At work.

When was the last time you saw him?

I don't know. You're always running into people in the building.

And you've also spoken on the phone.

Twice on September 28th, and then once more on October 3rd.

- Yes, I'm sure that's right. - What did he want?

- I don't remember. - Nothing at all?

I guess he wanted advice about something.

- Did he get it? - I suppose so.

Could I get another glass of milk? Or maybe a cup of coffee?

- Absolutely. - Thanks.

- As soon as you start talking. - What do you want me to tell you?

- What do you want me to tell you? - Here's what I think.

Conny blackmailed you for money, using the film of you and Nicole.

But you'd already paid once in 2005 and didn't want to do it again.

So you ran him over with the car.

And you took him to a field where you tortured him,

to make sure that you'd gotten every version of the video.

You then shot him dead, took his keys,

and went to the apartment and cleaned house.

The next day, you went back to keep an eye on the police investigation

and double-check that you hadn't missed anything.

Seriously, what is this?

Peter saw you take the USB stick from Conny's apartment.

What did you do the night Conny was murdered? We know you weren't at home.

I was with a woman.

Let me guess, you don't have her contact information?

Conny had the film of you and Nicole.

And Veronica saw you and Conny argue the day before he was shot to death,

with the same type of rifle we've now found in your gun cabinet.

Okay.

Conny... was blackmailing me for money.

Because of the film. So far you're right.

But Conny was... a lush.

A drunk. He accidentally sent a text message

from the wrong phone to me.

When I found out that it was him,

I went to see him and told him to go to hell.

That's when Veronica saw me.

Later, when I heard about his demise,

I went to his apartment to look for the film, which I found.

And which you've now obviously gotten your hands on.

I have nothing to do with his death.

What a great explanation.

It's the truth.

I'm sitting here falsely accused of murder and blackmailed.

If anyone's a victim here, it's me.

Maybe we should talk a bit about Urban as well?

- Excuse me? - Urban who?

Urban Wendel, my brother.

He was the first person you murdered.

Are you fucking amateurs?

I'm sorry.

No...

Oh yes, can I get a cup of coffee?

Please.

That would be nice.

Peter!

Jenny Eklund? This is Barbro and my name is Peter, Peter Wendel.

We've been wanting to talk to you about Conny Berg. You've had contact with him.

Peter Wendel? Are you related to Urban Wendel?

Yes, he was my brother.

Come on in.

Simon, can you go to your room?

I used to work on Malmskillnadsgatan.

That's when I got to know your brother.

He wasn't like the other police officers you had to deal with.

How do you know Conny?

Same place. He called out of the blue about a week ago.

He wanted to know if I recognized a john from back then.

A john? What john?

A policeman.

Why did Conny want to talk to you about him?

So you mean that Ludde did that to you?

When was this?

2012.

Would you be willing to testify against him?

No.

I've managed to put it behind me.

And I have my boy. He doesn't know anything about my previous life.

No... But thanks a lot for coming here anyway.

Jenny?

When Conny talked to you... Did he mention my brother?

No. Why would he?

Peter, I don't know how long we can detain Ludde.

We need something more.

- Why are we going back there now? - Because I haven't been there.

- So the car stopped down there? - Yes.

He ran up here before he was shot.

Yuck.

Are you coming?

Yeah...

Stop! It hurts!

Okay, thanks, Jorma. Bye.

The video of Nicole and Ludde was recorded over another film.

- Another couple having sex. - In the same apartment?

Yes, same bed and same wallpaper.

Just one more thing before we take a break.

Where is the apartment where the film was recorded?

I've already told you I don't know. In Stockholm. South Side, North Side.

My sense of direction isn't great and she's not the only one...

Whom you've tortured?

You're not getting anywhere with Ludde?

Where are you going?

What if what Ludde says is true?

- What do you mean? - Maybe he didn't beat her to death.

We don't even have a motive.

You know what? You can wait here.

Yeah, but...

I have to be allowed to voice a thought?

Dammit...

All I'm saying is the video isn't enough.

It's circumstantial evidence, but it doesn't tie him to the crime.

You talk about motive. Did it occur to you that what's in the video might be the motive?

He enjoys hurting her.

Maybe he just happened to kill her.

Or he got off on that, too.

Exactly. That's what I mean. We don't know.

But everything points to Niccole selling sex.

Maybe you didn't know her as well as you think.

No, sometimes you think you know people. But you can be dead wrong.

- Caijsa! Nice to see you. - Hi.

And this must be the father? Ritva, hi. Welcome.

Have a seat.

I can wait in the car.

- How are you? Still as tired? - I feel a bit better, actually.

And little Kerstin? Still as active?

Kerstin? Is that going to be her name?

Yes.

It sounds a bit like an old lady.

My mom's name was Kerstin.

Let's start by having a listen.

Let's see if anyone's home.

Is that... is it Kerstin?

Wow!

Wow!

Here. Everything found in Conny's apartment.

I don't know...

What's that?

- You mean the long, thin one? - Yeah.

Doesn't it look like the key to a safe?

There was no safe in Conny's apartment.

Maybe there's one on the boat?

- The boat? - Yeah.

Why would you get an invoice from a marina if you don't have a berth?

- What will happen to Emelie now? - First of all, she'll go back to Vilan.

- But she's scared to death of that place. - There's nothing else available.

We can try to arrange a transfer, but that will take at least a few months.

What do we do now?

Open up there.

Be careful.

Do you have a flashlight?

No!

Here, I've got one.

- Someone's been here recently. - What?

Search the place.

Don't look at me that way!

- Turn that off! - I'm trying!

What's the matter? You've never seen a talking fi...

Peter.

Good. Keep that.

Can you see if you can find a chisel or something? I need to open this hatch.

- A spoon or fork, something sharp. - Try this.

Where are you going?

Are you going to Vilan?

- You can't! You can't leave me there! - It's just temporary. In a few weeks maybe...

A few weeks? I'll be fucking dead in a few weeks!

I'm sorry, Emelie, but the staff...

The staff totally sucks!

They don't give a damn about us! I've told you! Why won't you listen?!

There's nothing I can do...

There's no other place.

Hi, Kicki. This is Stella Olofsson.

I was supposed to drive Emelie back to you,

but I stopped at a red light and she jumped out of the car and ran off.

Will you notify the police?

It's only for a few days.

- Is she wearing my clothes? - Yes, hers were dirty.

But Vera is supposed to spend the night here.

Hi, Emelie!

You can't tell anyone that she's here.

Mom, this is crazy. You can't just drag her home like a lost puppy!

We have room, and it's just for a few days.

- What do you think Ante will say? - She can hear you...!

I don't care if she hears me! This is my home, she should hear what I think!

Knock it off!

Emelie, can you go to Jasmine's room?

Hi. Is this a bad time? It sounded like you were arguing.

No, it was just Jasmine.

Listen, I need to know if a certain person, Nicole Hauglund,

appears in your records at MIKA.

I can't tell you, our records are confidential.

I know, but it's about the murder of a young woman.

You'll have to go the normal route, Caijsa. File an application.

- We don't have time for that. - You'll just have to make time.

Bye.

- Did you say Hauglund? - Yes.

Nicole Hauglund.

She was here three times

- between 2002 and 2005. - Okay.

She started prostituting herself after moving out of her parents' home.

The last notation... She came in with injuries to her genitals,

bruises and cuts all over her body.

She was told to go to a hospital, but refused.

- Which date? - Morning of April 18th, 2005.

What?

The day after the film was recorded.

Nicole came here after she was abused by Ludde.

If the date in the journal is correct, Ludde didn't kill Nicole.

He went abroad on the 18th.

- Hello? - Hello.

Come look.

I know I shouldn't, but I couldn't help myself.

Isn't it weird how just because things are small, they instantly become cute?

Hang on...

They're so adorable!

I spoke to Karl today about parental leave, just so he's prepared.

I told him I wanted at least ten months, since adopted babies can...

I'm having a baby.

I know!

Did you just realize that?

I mean I'm having a biological child.

The baby in Caijsa's belly. It's mine.

- What...? - It happened...

It happened one time. When we were working in Hallstavik.

I was asleep at the hotel and she came in.

She was really drunk.

It's so crazy.

And I'm so god damn sorry it happened.

I had no idea that she got pregnant.

I don't have any feelings for her. I've never had any.

What will it be?

What did you say?

Does she know what it'll be?

A girl.

Kerstin.

Quite the business venture.

Film them and extort money from them.

Oh well...

- Try this. - Who is it?

"Bengt."

Can I ride with you? I don't have the car today.

Oh. Yeah, sure. I'll just go get...

Peter!

Yeah?

Will you be long?

I think Stella has dinner ready.

No... We can go.

Do you think he wanted to get caught?

- Who? - Ludde.

He was so sloppy.

All the girls he was in contact with.

Someone was bound to recognize him sooner or later.

Yeah, maybe so.

Thanks for the ride.

Yeah.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Yeah, sure.

Bye.