V2: Dead Angel Page #2

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Yeah. I can see that.

- All the extras.

A radio, a cassette player

plus both speakers.

Do they work?

- Turn the key and check it out.

Oh my lady, lady of luck

Do you wanna f***?

Oh my lady, lady of luck

You can suck on my cock...

She was a music teacher.

Shall we say an even hundred

a month? - That sounds fair.

In two years it'll be all yours.

Happy mileage!

One more thing.

Does the name Mirjami Sinervo

mean anything to you?

The dead b*tch? According

to Jakke, a real piece of ass.

But that's all I know.

Occupational hazards.

If the punters flip out.

Wouldn't be the first tart

who's wound up that way.

Probably not.

Is there a lot of this type

of activity round here?

Sure.

Not that I've tried it.

A guy like me gets it for free.

It's me. He's hired a private dick.

He's already snooping around.

What? I've looked every place.

What? I've looked every place.

Let's say a week to start with.

Cash payment, in advance.

210 euros.

Do you have air-conditioning?

- This ain't the Ritz.

There's a window. Up those stairs.

Sh*t. I don't know.

Would you have a city map?

- Five euros.

But the City distributes these

free and they're unused.

Well, get one then. If you can

find your way without a map.

Hey, you. You got a watch?

- Me?

Yeah, you.

''Me?''

Veikko ''VEKO'' Hopea.

Motto:
Dead birds don't chirp.

You and I...

I read your work

on the Mirjami Sinervo case.

Rather bold conclusions,

based on such thin evidence.

News writing is like pizza:

the thinner the base,

the tastier the topping.

I met her on the cultural circuit,

she had friends in the theatre.

I write theatre critiques.

A freelancer has to

deal with all sort of sh*t.

Later I saw her when she was hanging

around with the Dante Hell gang.

Hanging around? - Yeah,

she was dating Dan last summer.

Dating? - She looked different then.

Long, curly, blond hair.

Couldn't tell it was the same girl.

He made it big time and ditched her?

- No, she dumped him and took off.

What do you know about Dan?

You've written about the band.

Well, he's a bit weird.

Doesn't give interviews.

But his old man,

Nils Hellman, owns Satara.

The construction company? - Yes.

Born with a silver spoon. It shows.

You said something about some

exceptions with Mirjami and men?

One thing I know, she was

very close to her neighbor.

The neighbor being?

- Kullervo Visuri. An oddball.

Isn't everyone in here?

- Hey, this is Pori!

Hi! How can I find

the theatre group ''The Outsiders''?

Go. Before I do it. Go.

I'm going. Farewell.

Yes. Go.

Tiina...

No. I can't.

The darkness...

- OK, OK.

Good, but don't put out so much

up front. Live in the moment.

And Lila!

- Yes?

When you say you're going, go.

Like:
hell, I'm going!

I have a new vision for you:

emotion, totally natural.

It would work best

if you were completely naked.

But where would I put the weapon?

- A good point. Don't drop the idea.

Thank you all,

dear fellow artists.

We will continue tomorrow.

Niko, can you stick around?

How about the...

- Yes, yes. Tomorrow.

Lila...

Hi. My name is Vares.

Jussi Vares. - And?

Can we have a chat?

- About what?

About Mirjami.

Leave me alone.

Lila. Just a couple of minutes?

Ah f***!

F*** if it isn't cousin Veko.

No f***!

F***in' hell, Veko.

How long has it been?

Four years?

- Four.

You've been around.

So you speak Swedish now?

Not a word.

But the inmates understood

Finnish pretty well.

And sign language did the rest.

That's the last time I go down.

No more loose ends from now on.

What do you mean?

- ''What do you mean?''

Birds don't sing from six feet

under, is what I mean.

I thought I'd crash at your place.

Then I'm going to head for Pori.

There's an old mate from inside.

Maybe he'll have a job for me.

Straight to work then?

- That's the plan.

But where's Jari? How come he

didn't come to meet his cousin?

He's home. Bit under the weather.

What's wrong with him?

- An accident.

Two weeks ago.

At the dance hall.

Yeah?

You know we've had our differences

with the Lindeman clan?

They've been bootlegging

in our area. - Yeah?

Well they almost...

..kicked the sh*t out of Jari.

He's in bad shape.

Hell, stiches and all.

- F***in' hell.

Hell...

This can't be true.

What is it?

- The Lindemans!

Perfect timing.

- Veko, don't...

You boys got a light?

How much will you pay?

- Does a five work?

Keep the change.

Now you're going to suffer.

Exactly.

You came to refuel,

didn't you?

Regular gas for an irregular

Swedish gaymobile, right?

Wake up! Rise and shine!

Here we go.

325 liters.

Will it be cash or credit?

Credit. - Should've known.

Horsemen don't handle cash.

Have a safe trip.

Oh, I did have a light.

Go! Go! Go!

Are you this Vares

who called? - Yes.

My home outfit doesn't bother you?

- Not at all.

Good.

Welcome to my house of virtue.

In my profession

and in a small town like this -

a girl like me can only

be himself at home.

Right. And your profession is?

Just a real estate broker.

Kullervo ''COCK'' Visuri.

Motto:
Miaoooo!

Me and Mirjami were

more than neighbors.

I see.

- Nothing like that.

You must understand,

I'm not really a girl.

Would you have guessed that?

It's not an overwhelming surprise.

I'm just saying that

besides being neighbors -

we had quite a lot else

in common a certain -

''darker side'' to our lives.

I knew she was doing it for money -

and she knew about

my sexual preferences.

That's why she trusted me

more that any other guy.

She was dating the singer

of Dante Hell, wasn't she?

What was his name again..?

- Dan.

Right.

Gee, I'm getting goose bumps.

Can you clarify a bit? - He is

somehow just so revolting.

How did Dan take it

when Mirjami ditched him?

He's used to getting

everything he wants.

And if he doesn't,

it's written all over him.

Do you know

where Dan lives? - No.

But I think it would be

worth a visit to Rattis.

By the way, something that

you will be interested in.

One evening in January -

I rang her doorbell

very late in the evening -

she seemed to be really scared.

She said she was certain -

there would be a ''Fat Cat''

behind her door.

No offense,

but what if she meant you?

Me? Definitely, not.

When I asked her what she

meant, she changed the subject.

I'm sure you've told all this to the

police? - No one has asked anything.

Although you live

next door? - Yes.

But I heard how the police

ransacked her apartment.

I saw Saastamoinen taking her PC -

her cd-roms, discs...

Well, at least they've tried.

- Bits and pieces.

Do you happen to know

where Lila Haapala lives?

Yes.

She is renting a room

from Sirkka Bryggman.

Surely you've heard of her?

No. Should I have?

Sirkka Bryggman is

a very famous painter.

What are you looking for?

I'm here to meet Lila.

She's not home. F*** off.

Having one of those days?

Say that Jussi came by.

Jussi who?

- She knows. And remembers.

Has Dante Hell been around?

- They're inside, the whole band.

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