Irene Huss - Nattrond Page #4

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He's spent most ofhis life there.

Apart from the years in care,

and when he was in prison.

Old Dr Lwandertook pity on him

and let him stay in the basement.

How would you describe Folke?

I see Folke as an almost timid person,

not aggressive at all.

Except for in one respect, when it

comes to the Lwanderfamily.

Nothing's ever happened...

- Has he threatened them?

- Not at all.

But every time I bring up

the Lwanderfamily, he acts hostile.

- He's known them for 30 years now.

- Yes, I know. It's kind of odd.

- Do you know the reason why?

- No...

And Folke isn't exactly chatty.

- Is Folke mentally disturbed?

- Oh no, absolutely not.

But he's different.

Shaped by the way he grew up.

Do you think Folke

is capable ofmurder?

No, not in my opinion.

- How's it going?

- He's started talking.

He told us he wiped all the prints off

the axe and that pulley thing...

- What about Gunilla Strm?

- The rape victim? No, I...

Well, get on it straight away.

Your mother, Tekla Bengtsson,

hanged herself at the very same spot.

Isthis some kind of statement?

I don't know who she is.

You don't know who your mother is?

Or do you mean Linda Svensson?

I nevertalk to the nurses.

- Why not? Don't you like them?

- I'm not allowed.

You aren't allowed

to talk to the nurses... Says who?

- The Doc.

- Sverker Lwander?

- The old Doc.

- Hilding Lwander, Sverker's father?

Why did he order you

to not talk to the nurses?

Because of... Gunilla.

Gunilla Strm?

The girl you raped

back in 1871?

I didn't rape her.

I loved her. And she loved me.

Hello, I'm Irene Huss.

- Gunilla Strm?

- Landn. Strm is my maiden name.

- I'm sorry, it was such a surprise...

- I understand.

- And you didn't stay in touch?

- No...

Tell me about him.

Well, we got to know each other

at the hospital, Lwanderska.

I'm a nurse and I worked there

before I got married.

Hilding Lwanderand my father

were good friends...

Folke was employed as a janitor.

- What happened?

- We were so young.

Folke was so handsome. Intense.

Amagnetic personality.

We fell in love. Passion

is probably a betterword for it.

- And he raped you?

- Wasn't it like that?

I don't know what to say.

It was such a long time ago.

- He says he didn't rape you.

- He didn't.

We went too far. We met in secret

at this place at the hospital...

- Up in the attic?

- Did he tell you that?

- Was that where you met?

- Yes, and I got pregnant.

- I knew my fatherwould be furious.

- Because you weren't married?

Because Folke wasn't good enough.

I was expected to marry a doctor.

Adoctor, like my father.

But I neverimagined that he

would report Folke to the police.

But you must have been a part ofit?

You must have testified.

What happened to the baby?

I had an abortion. I had to.

"Had to"? Did someone

force you to have one?

- Yourfather, perhaps?

- Yes.

According to the transcripts,

Folke confessed to rape.

Why did he do that?

I expect he wanted to save me.

From ending up like his mother.

An outcast, an unmarried mother?

Ifthere's anything I can do,

please give me a call.

By the way, what does

your husband do for a living?

He's a Chief Surgeon

at Sahlgrenska Central.

That makes sense.

Her parents did file the report.

No wonder he isn't

crazy about the Lwanders.

He told me that after

he did time in prison, he's never...

He's never had intimate relations

with anyone else.

You know, this adoption business

is pretty curious, too.

Do you mean Sverker and Carina?

No, I found this doctor's certificate.

That Lovisa Lwander

was deemed suitable to adopt.

I wonderwhy

it was in Folke's possession.

- Does Sverker have any siblings?

- Not as far as I know.

Is he an adopted child?

- Could I borrow this?

- Sure.

I was looking at some old files.

Look at those eyes.

What a honey!

Don't you see the resemblance?

Come on...

- Who do you mean?

- Sverker Lwander.

- Holy sh*t! So Sverker is...

- Exactly, he's Tekla's other son.

So Sverker and Folke

have the same mother?

That makesthem half-brothers.

Hilding Lwander paid Tekla

a lot of money before she died.

- How do you know that?

- Folke had this bank statement.

So Hilding bought his own son.

Then he dumped Tekla, and fired her.

And she went and hanged herself.

What a bastard, destroying

Tekla's and Folke's lives!

- What a rotten society!

- Whoa... That's enough.

- It's a goddamn shame...

- What a sob story.

- What the hell is wrong with you?

- The guy had some major bad luck.

- But he had the murderweapon.

- Sorry, I need to clear my head.

Right. Yes, at the same time.

What number?

Who is listed at that number?

Carina and Sverker Lwander?

Thank you.

Sverker Lwander's lying.

He says that Carina called him

and woke him up at his flat.

- And she didn't?

- No, he called her.

So...

How does that change anything?

Ifhe called herfrom his flat, that

meansthat we know he wasthere.

Why would he lie

about something like that?

I have no idea.

You know what? I'm going home

to get some sleep. Good night.

Good night.

Good news:
We have

a confession from Folke Bengtsson.

Early this morning he admitted that he

raped and strangled Linda Svensson.

- And murdered Marianne Svrd.

- Holy sh*t!

Everything happened

like we thought it did.

He told me in detail

how he had lured Linda to his place.

And that's where he raped her

and then strangled her.

In the janitor's quarters?

Yes, but I still don't understand

why he strung her up like that.

Considering his childhood,

it's not that strange.

At any rate,

I did a good job, didn't I?

How about joining us?

We're having pizza.

We'll eat out,

just to be on the safe side.

- Are you on a diet?

- That's right.

Hi there.

I see you're still sleuthing around.

- Isthe janitor's office open?

- I guess so.

I heard that he confessed.

- There's something I forgot to check.

- Go ahead.

See you.

How's it going?

Fine.

- I wanted to thank you.

- I was just doing my job.

It means a lot to me.

Ijust wanted you to know that.

Well then... Carina and I will be

leaving for St Petersburg tomorrow.

That's right, to pick up

your daughter. Good luck.

Perhaps we'll

run into each other again,

in more pleasant circumstances.

By the way... Does this mean

that I'm no longer a suspect?

Yes, in theory. Sure.

Then there's no reason why

I can't take you to dinner.

No, I guessthere isn't.

How about eight o'clock? The Pontou?

Hi...

- Where are you going?

- Offto work.

I'm going out. To work,

I have a few things to take care of.

- You won't be late, will you?

- No. Bye, honey.

Silly Daddy...

Sverker Lwander?

Thank you.

- Is it you or is it her?

- Excuse me?

- Who can't have kids?

- Oh...

She can't.

- Does she love you?

- Yes.

- But you don't love her, do you?

- Why are you asking me this?

I'm sorry,

I'm asking too many questions.

Yes. I do love her.

Only not in that way.

- What way?

- The erotic way.

- Do you think I'm terrible?

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