e, i really dooss about what sort of relationship you have. but you haven’t answered my question: what do you plan to do about my haputer?”
“lisbeth, i’m o bla here to ask you to help me do some research. you say yes or no. if you say no, fine, i’ll find someone else and you’ll never hear from me again.”
chapter 19
thursday, june 19–sunday, june 29
while he waited for word er was going th or not, blomkvist spent the days goierials. he kept iouch with frode. on thursday eve him the he immediate crisis seemed to be over.
“i was able to talk to him for a while today. he wants to see you as soon as possible.”
so it was that, around 1:00 oernoon of midsummer eve, blomkvist drove to hedestad hospital a ihe ward. he entered an angry birger vanger, who blocked his way. henrik ot possibly receive visitors, he said.
“that’s odd,” blomkvist said, “he w that he expressly waoday.”
“you’re he family; you have no business here.”
“yht. i’m he family. but i’m w fer, and i take orders only from him.”
this might have led to a heated exge if frode had not at that mome of vanger’s room.
“oh, there you are. henrik has been asking after you.”
frode held open the door and blomkvist ast birger into the room.
vao have aged ten years. he was lying with his eyes half oxygen tube in his nose, and his hair more dishevelled than ever. a opped blomkvist, putting a hand firmly on his arm.
“two minutes. no more. and do him.” blomkvist sat on a visitor’s chair so that he could see vanger’s face. he felt a te astonished him, a his haly squeeze the old man’s hand.
“ahe voice was weak.
blomkvist nodded.
“i’ll give you a report as soon as you’re better. i havehe mystery yet, but i’ve fouuff and i’m following up a number of leads. in a week, perhaps two, i’ll be able to tell the results.”
the most vanger ao blink, indig that he uood.
“i have to be away for a few days.”
henrik raised his eyebrows.
“i’m not jumping ship. i have some research to do. i’ve rea agreement with dirch that i should report to him. is that ok with you?”
“dirch is…my man…in all matters.”
blomkvist squeezed vanger’s hand again.
“mikael…if i don’t…i want you to…finish the job.”
“i will finish the job.”
“dirch has…full…”
“henrik, i want you to get better. i’d be furious with you if you weer i’ve made such progress.”
“two mihe nurse said.
“ime we’ll have a long talk.”
birger vanger was waiting for him whe. he stopped him by laying a hand on his shoulder.
“i don’t want y henrik any more. he’s very ill, a supposed to be upset or disturbed.”
“i uand your , and i sympathise. and i’m not goi him.”
“everyohat heo poke around in his little hobby…harriet. dirch said that henrik became very upset after a versation you had with him before he had the heart attack. he even said that you thought you had caused the attack.”
“i don’t think so any more. henrik had severe blo his arteries. he could have had a heart attack just by having a pee. i’m sure you know that by now.”
“i want full disto this lunacy. this is my family y around in.”
“i told you, i work for henrik, not for the family.”
birger vanger arently o haviand up to him. for a momeared at blomkvist ression that resumably meant to i, but which made him look more like an inflated mer turo vanger’s room.
blomkvist restraio laugh. this lace fhter, in the corridor outside vanger’s sickbed, which might also turn out to be his deathbed. but he thought of a verse from lennart hyland’s rhymi was the letter m. and all alohe moose he stood, laughing in a shot-up wood.
ial lobby he ran into ceger. he had tried g her mobile a dozen times since she came ba her ied holiday, but she had never aurned his d she was her pla hedeby island whenever he ast ahe door.
“hi, cecilia,” he said. “i’m so sorry about all this with henrik.”
“thanks,” she said.
“we alk.”
“i’m sorry that i’ve shut you out like this. i derstand that
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