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What do you want me to do?

I want you to talk to her. Try to get her to understand.

Jonas, isn't it better if you talk to her yourself?

I've tried. She won't listen.

Jonas, if I may make a suggestion...

If you hand that thing to me...

it'll be easier for us to talk.

Because you don't want to hurt anyone, right?

I just want to be able to see my daughter.

I understand how you feel.

But do you really think this is the way?

You don't understand a thing.

Keep talking, Eva. They're here in five.

Hand that to me, and we'll be able to talk.

Then I promise you, you'll get to see Tova again.

- Mommy... - Tova!

- Tova, go back to your room! - What the fuck!

- You said she wasn't here. You lied! - Mommy...

- Stop it, Daddy. - Daddy's not mad at you.

- What's happening? - Come down. Come down to Daddy.

See what you did? You ruined everything! It's your fault.

How are we gonna be a family now?

How the fuck's that gonna happen?

If we can't be a family, we're at least gonna die together.

Sit down, cop!

Jonas!

What do you think is going to happen if you shoot her?

Sit down! What the fuck are you doing?

If you want to kill them, you kill me first.

- Eva, what are you doing? - You can't.

Eva, what's going on? Eva!

You don't dare, don't you? Go on, shoot me.

Shoot me, you fucking coward...

- Police! - Get down!

Eva, can you hear me? Eva?

Josefine...

Where are you, Mommy?

Josefine...

Eva? You home?

- Hi. - Hey.

They're for the funeral. I'm really sorry for your loss.

Can I come in?

Yeah, sure.

It can't be easy, losing your father that way.

We hadn't spoken for years.

My father was very sick. I guess he wanted to die on his own terms.

- Will you be gone long? - I don't know.

It's not like I have anything to come home to.

If it was my call, you'd be back in the field by now. You know that, right?

I know, I'm sorry, it's just...

I'm going there to deal with my father's estate. It shouldn't take long.

Is that really the only reason you're going?

I'm going there to do what I have to do. That's all.

You've reached attorney Pierre Hedman. Please leave your name and number.

Hi, this is Eva Thörnblad. I'm on my way to Silverhöjd.

I'll see you at your office tomorrow as planned. Thank you.

WELCOME TO SILVERHÖJD

Isn't that Eva by the tree?

Pull here instead, I tell you!

Why do you fiddle? It's a paper jam, I tell you!

- We need to check the ink. - Don't care about the colors...

It's stuck.

- Pull it out, we need to get it out. - Please, stop banging...

Why do you fiddle with the buttons? It's a paper jam, I tell you!

Excuse me?

- Yes? Can I help you? - I'm supposed to sign for some items.

- Name? - Eva Thörnblad.

OK. Got an ID?

There you go.

I would like to talk to the parents again...

- Hey, can you get the door? - Sure.

Then I would like to...

Why don't they have stuff that works at this place...?

One fire-damaged wristwatch...

One ring of keys...

And this I need to see a permit for.

OK...

One pistol. Colt M1911, silver. Fire-damaged.

And I'm sorry for your loss.

I'd like to speak to Olof Gran. Is he around?

"Old Crazy" Gran? It's been years since he worked here.

OK... Do you know where I can find him?

No! Damn it! Put it in there again.

Thanks.

The search for Anton Leander,

who went missing from this playground in Silverhöjd seven days ago.

The police are facing criticism for their handling of the case.

Local police chief Martina Sigvardsson responded to the criticism yesterday.

We've followed all the relevant procedures.

We are of course doing everything in our power to find Anton Leander.

Could it be a kidnapping?

There is nothing that would indicate that at this time.

We're not ruling anything out.

How do you respond to the criticism directed at you personally?

Well... We're all doing our best here.

You've dealt mostly with bike thefts and DUIs.

Why not just admit you're unqualified to handle a case of this magnitude?

Göran Wass, National Bureau of Investigation.

We were called in yesterday to assist local police in their search for Anton.

Moreover, Tom Aronsson's handling of this case has been exemplary.

He's more competent at his job than you are at yours.

- That's all I have to say. - It's actually my job to question...

Josefine?

Josefine?

Give me a smile.

Nice.

- Careful, so you don't fall in. - I can swim, Mom.

I know, but you'd get very wet.

Honey, careful with your earrings. You don't want to lose them.

Josefine?

Josefine?

Josefine!

Josefine!

Josefine!

Josefine!

Josefine? Please, come back Josefine.

- Eva. - Hi, Eva. Pierre Hedman.

I got your message. Are you in Silverhöjd?

Yeah, I got here yesterday afternoon.

Excellent. Then you just need to come up here for the reading of the will.

- And I can just sign right away? - Basically.

The will is in your father's safe at Thörnblad Cellulose.

I assume you have the keys?

Yes. I'd like to get it over with as soon as possible.

- Hello. - Hi.

Excuse me.

I'm really sorry for your loss.

He was a good man, your father.

You'd probably know better than me.

- Eva. - Pierre Hedman. Welcome.

- Did you have a pleasant journey here? - Yes.

May I offer you anything? Coffee, tea, sparkling water, juice...?

I'm good, thank you.

Or perhaps you're hungry? In that case, I can call for something.

I'm here to sign some papers. I'm not moving in.

Yes?

Eva. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Gustaf Borén.

- I'm the interim CEO. - I remember you.

Do you? I haven't seen you since you were a little girl.

But as you know, your father and I worked together for years.

He always spoke very fondly of you. I want to say I'm sorry for your loss.

And I know it's probably cold comfort, but the company is in good hands.

I just thought you and I should have a conversation.

Regarding your father's shares and so forth.

But we'll wait until you feel ready. I'll leave you two to it for now.

Make yourself at home. This is, after all, your father's old office.

I've gathered a few of his belongings in that box over there.

- I'll see you. - Bye.

- Do you have the key? - Right.

I don't understand... This is empty.

It's supposed to be in here.

I guess it's Dad's twisted way of saying I'm disinherited.

No, this is...

Let me just make one phone call.

Thank you. Now I know.

Your father must have put it elsewhere.

- He was a bit confused towards the end. - So what happens now?

He was very clear. You're the sole heir.

Legally, there are no problems, but I'll have to make a new estate inventory.

That could take a few days.

OK, well... Let me know when you're done.

Eva?

Gerda Gunnarsson. I saw you at the funeral.

I'm sorry for your loss. I understand it must be hard on you.

I was your father's secretary. We became quite close over the years.

Yes. I know exactly how close you became.

Johan and I didn't see each other for years after he got sick.

No need to explain.

- Are you staying long in Silverhöjd? - That depends.

If you... want to talk, don't hesitate to call me.

Can I help you?

I seem to be lost. Maybe you can help me find...

Go to the town center.

- Bye. - Thank you.

Silverhöjd has, without a doubt, the best cloudberry pie in the country.

Bon appétit.

Try it.

What did I tell you? It's good, right?

I heard about your father. I'm sorry for your loss.

I'd love to gather the town in one place and get all the condolences at once.

It is my understanding you and your dad weren't very close.

You haven't seen him in seven years. Not since your daughter went missing.

How much do you know about me?

You left Silverhöjd when you were eight, after your parents separated.

You attended the police academy between 1999 and 2003.

Since 2010 you work as a negotiator at Stockholm's SWAT unit.

And rumor has it, it was you who stole the rooster from Jödahl's farm.

Summer of '86.

It was a chicken, and I was just borrowing it.

Good thing you're a cop, otherwise I'd be worried.

Yeah, I've done my homework.

People talk, but some stuff I've deduced on my own.

Such as?

Such as, you're not really here for your father's funeral.

- Why do you think I'm here? - You think Anton's been kidnapped.

By the same man that took your daughter seven years ago.

And if I do think that?

I won't stop you from digging around on your own. I'm just curious.

Why do you think your daughter didn't drown?

Her dress was found in the lake. There is no indication of anything else.

A hunch.

But...

Who's to say Anton didn't just get lost?

He disappeared without a trace in broad daylight.

Yeah... It's true, we have no trace of him as of yet.

That doesn't mean there aren't any.

- The nanny looked away for 3 seconds. - Says she.

A child disappears without a trace again in Silverhöjd. Hardly a coincidence.

But your father committing suicide, just around the same time, is?

My father set fire to the barn and shot himself. How is that related?

I just mean, your theory seems far-fetched.

Even if your daughter didn't drown, it needn't be related to Anton.

You handle your investigation and I'll handle mine.

But I still have to...

Just a moment.

Wass.

When?

OK, I'll be right there. Bye.

- Something happen? - Yes. Another child has gone missing.

Oscar Leander, Anton's younger brother, disappeared from home an hour ago.

Two kids in the same family, it can't be a coincidence. Who called it in?

Lina, the nanny.

What was the description for Oscar Leander?

Six years old, blond hair, blue eyes.

Oscar?

Hi, Oscar.

- Who are you? - My name is Eva. Where are you going?

Looking for my big brother. He needs to come home now.

You know what, though?

- We are looking for you. - Why?

Your daddy thinks you're missing, like Anton. He's so worried.

- But I'm right here. - Right. But he doesn't know that.

Hey, why don't we go back and tell your daddy that you're not missing?

Can we go looking for Anton after?

I promise, I'll go looking for Anton. OK?

- Check the lake, too. - Yeah, sure.

Oscar!

Where were you?

- Where did you find him? - In the woods.

- What were you doing? - Sorry, Daddy. I wanted to find Anton.

I'm sorry. I just got worried.

I thought you had also...

Oscar, promise me you won't run off again. Swear?

- Thank you. - Don't thank me, thank Eva over there.

We'll call if there are any new developments.

Don't worry, we'll find him.

There's someone I'd like you to meet.

Eva Thörnblad, Tom. Tom Aronsson, meet Eva.

Hi. Törnblad? Sorry for your loss.

Why did you stop looking for me?

I looked, but you were gone.

Maybe you didn't look hard enough.

You know I did.

Everywhere.

I miss you, Mommy.

I miss you, too.

Every day.

And I'll find the person that took you. I promise you that.

Are you going to kill him when you do?

Yes.

I am.

It's 11 pm. This is the news. We'll start... in Silverhöjd.

Still no trace of missing boy Anton Leander.

The police are urging the public to come forward with tips...

The nine-year-old boy was last spotted at the playground...

Hello?

Hello!

Hello!

Hey...

Are you OK?

Hey...

Josefine?

Oh, hi. It's nice to hear from you.

No, not at all. I've been on holiday.

Tenerife.

Great weather, great beaches...

We went out dancing. Can you imagine?

There's someone here, I need to go.

Has she been sitting here this whole time?

I think so... Yes.

I've been waiting here all night. How is the girl doing?

- Still unconscious, malnourished... - Can I see her?

She's under observation. No visitors.

- When can I see her? - You'll have to come back.

Eva? Hi...

Torn Aronsson. We met yesterday.

How are you?

I need to ask you about what happened, if that's OK. It'll be quick.

Let me know if there's any change.

So she said nothing?

No, she seemed to be in a state of shock.

Yeah... Poor girl. God knows what she's been through.

Have you been able to identify her?

No. She's not a match for any missing persons.

The prints will take a while.

I think I know who she is.

You do?

Who is she?

My daughter.

Josefine.

You don't need to look at me like that, I know how this sounds.

But I've worn this around my neck for seven years.

Josefine lost it when she disappeared.

The other one... is in the ear of that girl up there.

Oh. Maybe it's another one just like it?

Our orders are clear. No one is to see the girl.

Not even the police.

I want to take a DNA test.

What if she's right? What if it is Josefine?

Even if it is her, it doesn't mean there's a connection.

She shows up right as Anton goes missing. Coincidence?

Why would she be released now, after all this time?

Maybe she got too old.

Too old?

If he takes children. Maybe she got too old and was switched for Anton.

I think we should hold off until we get a DNA test.

We don't want to get ahead of ourselves. I mean, this girl could be anybody.

No, yeah, sure.

No, you're right. I just feel like I need a lead here.

You're all set. It'll take a few days to get this back from the lab.

We'll notify you as soon as we do.

Thanks.

- Do you know an Olof Gran? - No. Who is that?

- "Old Crazy" Gran? - Oh, yeah. Everyone knows him.

- Do you know where he lives? - No, but I've seen him at the library.

The library... Thank you.

Olof Gran?

Can't you see I'm busy?

Eva Thörnblad.

Remember me?

Yes, I remember. What are you doing here?

I'm here to talk about Josefine's disappearance.

Josefine didn't disappear. She drowned.

You were one of the few people who never bought that.

Why the change of heart?

All the evidence points towards a drowning.

You dragged the lake several times and never found a body. Is that proof?

Your daughter drowned in the Bläcktjärn lake. Period.

She didn't drown because someone took her.

And now she's back.

She's in the hospital here in Silverhöjd.

No... No, this is no good.

Why did you come back here?

- Olof? - Move! Out of the way!

Go home. Don't ever come back. Get out of Silverhöjd now!

Olof? Olof.

To Bräckö. Go!

Olof, your notebook!

You have my number. Call me if there's a change or she comes to.

Thanks.

Cuba, come here!

So, maybe give me a call when you get this.

You need to wear a mask. As a precaution.

- OK... - We don't know if she's contagious.

I see.

Come on!

Voicemail:

Hi, Eva. This is Tom Aronsson. The girl has come to.

So, maybe give me a call when you get this.

Wait in the car.

This stuff really works?

As long as you do as I say, I can guarantee your children's safety.

What about Anton?

His life is in ever greater danger, the more time passes.

You know what the demands are. Meet them, and all this goes away.

We'll never do that.

Then we'll have to do this my way.

And now what? Did you find anything?

It takes time to find those who don't want to be found.

But I've got a trace. I'll be in touch.

Hello. My name is Torn. I'm with the police.

I'd like to ask you some questions.

Can you tell me your name?

Josefine? Josefine...

Hi.

What do you reckon? You think we could talk a little?

I have some photos here that I'd like you to take a look at.

You think you could do that?

If there's anyone you recognize here, just point at that person. OK?

Will you let me check something?

Hey, I'll be right back.

- You got nothing? - Hair and dirt. That's it.

Maybe it got caught in her clothes?

I folded them myself and sent them to the lab.

- No earring. - OK.

Excuse me...

Calm down... Calm down.

Give her 20 mg of diazepam!

- Hi, Eva. - When did she come to?

A little while ago. I can't let you in right now.

- Why not? - I'm not allowed in, either.

Can we grab a coffee? I need to show you something. It's important.

STILL NO TRACE OF 8-YEAR-OLD ANTON

SILVERHÖJD POLICE FACE CRITICISM

All right... There you are.

So... did you and your father speak at all these last few years?

He tried to, but I didn't feel we had anything to say to each other. Why?

I showed the girl some photographs. She didn't react to any of them.

Except for this one.

Dad?

Did she tear this...?

It took three people to restrain her. They had to give her a sedative.

She didn't seem too crazy about your father.

I don't get it. She met him once when she was six.

If that girl is indeed Josefine.

Who else? I mean, you saw her earring.

She had no earring. No one has found an earring.

- I know what I saw! It's Josefine! - We need to see the test results.

- I don't. I want to see my daughter. - Eva, wait. Eva!

Eva, calm down. Talk to me.

- Eva, I know this is delicate... - Delicate?

You're out of your fucking mind.

We can't jump to any conclusions.

CHILDREN'S DPT.

- No, Eva! - I'm going to see my daughter!

She's not allowed any visitors.

This is fucking bullshit.

We'd like to come up and have a look around the estate.

- For what? - Something to connect her to your dad.

Stop it! My dad did a lot of shit, but for him to be involved in...

Stay away from the estate. Got it?

What did you do?

There you are. Are you OK?

You want to go back to bed?

Come on.