was released from rull?ker prison on friday, may 16, two months after he was admitted. the same day he ey, he had submitted an appli for parole, with imism. he never did quite uhe teis behind his release, but it may have had something to do with the fact that he did not use any holiday leave and that the prison population was forty-two while the number of beds was thirty-one. ihe eter sarowsky, a forty-year-old polish exile—with whom blomkvist got aloe a reendation that his sentence be reduced.
his time at rull?ker had been unstressful a enough. the prison had been designed, as sarowsky expressed it, fans and dru for hardened als. the daily routines reminded him of living in a youth hostel. his fellow prisoners, half of whom were seeratiarded blomkvist as something of a rare bird in the group. he was the oo appear ov news, whit him a status.
on his first day, he was for a talk aherapy, training from komvux, or the opportunity for other adult edud oal g. he did not feel a all for social rehabilitation, he had pleted his studies, he thought, and he already had a job. oher hand, he asked for permission to keep his ibook ihat he tio work on the book he was issioe. his request was gra further ado, and sared t him a lockable et so that he could leave the puter ihat aes would have stolen or va like that. they rather kept a protective eye on him.
in this way blomkvist spent two m about six hours a day on the vanger family icle, work that was ied only by a few hours of g or re each day. blomkvist and two others, one of whom sk?vde and had his roots in chile, were assighe prison gym each day. re sisted of watg tv, playing cards, ht training. blomkvist discovered that he oker player, but he still lost a few fifty-?re s every day. regulatioed playing for moal pot did not exceed five kronor.
he was told of his release only one day before. sarowsky summoo his offid they shared a toast with aquavit.
blomkvist went straight back to the hedeby. the front steps he heard a meow and foued by the reddish-brown cat.
“ok, you e in,” he said. “but i have .”
he unpacked his bags. it was as if he had been on holiday, ahat he actually missed the pany of sarowsky and his fellow prisoners. absurd as it seemed, he had eime at rull?ker, but his release had e so u he had had anyone know.
it was just after 6:00 in the evening. he hurried over to konsum to buy groceries before they closed. whe home he called berger. a message said she was unavailable. he asked for her to call him the day.
theo his employer’s house. he fouhe ground floor. the old man raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw mikael.
“did you escape?”
“released early.”
“that’s a surprise.”
“for me too. i found out last night.”
they looked at each other for a few seds. then the old man surprised blomkvist by throwing his arms around him and giving him a bear hug.
“i was just about to eat. join me.”
an quantity of bacakes with lihey sat there in the dining room and talked for almost two hours. blomkvist told him about hot with the family id where there were holes and gaps. they did not talk at all about harriet, but vaold him all about millennium.
“we had a b. fr?ken berger and your partner malm were kio move two of the meetings up here, while dirch stood i a meeting in sto. i really years youhe truth is that it’s t for me to travel so far. i’ll try to get d the summer.”
“ to hold the meetings up here,” blomkvist said. “so how does it feel to be a part owhe magazine?”
vanger gave him a wry smile.
“it’s actually the most fun i’ve had in years. i’ve taken a look at the fihey look pretty fair. i ut up as muey as i thought—the gap between ine and expenses is dwindling.”
“i talked with erika this week. she says that advertising revenue has perked up.”
“it’s starting to turn arou’ll take time. at first the pahe vanger corporatio in and bought up a bunch of fullpage ads. but two f
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