Chapter 54

Unfortunately, Olga, the clerk at nk, had to resign from her job in the jewelry department. She had been very upset and apologetic because she had real y enjoyed working there, but her husband had had a stroke and obviously she needed to hurry back home to look after him.

The management at NK had been understanding and let her have both the regular wages she was owed and the extra payment she had earned during tourist season. She had returned to Riga the previous evening.

Jacob slammed his fist down on the jewelry counter, making the gold rings jump.

"Fucking hel!" he shouted. "I told them. Why doesn't anybody listen to me?"

The customers around him backed away in alarm.

"Did she leave an address in Riga?" Gabriel a asked, giving Jacob a look of disapproval. "I'm listening to you, so you don't have to shout."

"I do too have to shout. It makes me feel better."

The head of the jewelry department went over to the office to check, but Jacob couldn't be bothered to wait. The address Olga had given would be false.

And there was no husband who'd had a stroke either.

He waited on the sidewalk outside, rubbing his eyes with his palms. 75 People brushed past him on both sides. They were laughing and talking.

Someone was playing a mouth organ.

It was him. It was the fair-haired man on the video. Jacob was sure of it.

Kimmy's kil er, that was what he looked like. But then he looked again more closely.

The man with the mouth organ wasn't the kil er.

Suddenly Gabriel a came running out to the sidewalk with her cel in her hand.

"Duval just cal ed," she said. "Dessie's found the Omega."

Jacob spun around and stared at her.

"What! Where?"

"A pawnshop on Kungsholmstorg, a square just a couple of blocks from police headquarters."

"They've got some nerve," Jacob said, running toward their car, a Saab that had seen better days.

Gabriel a unlocked the car with the infrared as she ran. She got in, stuck a blue light on the roof, and started the siren as she steered the car into heavy afternoon traffic.

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