aptop,andtheydidnothaveaesstoit.ButthroughhisdesktopputeratMillennium,SalanderwasabletodiscoverthatDahlmanhadaHotmailaountinadditiontohismillennium.seaddress.Ittookhersixminutestocrackthecodeanddownloadhiscorrespondencefromthepastyear.FiveminuteslaterBlomkvisthadevidencethatDahlmanhadleakedrmationaboutthesituationatMillenniumandkepttheeditorofMonopolyFinancialMagazineupdatedonwhichstoriesBergerwasplanningforwhichissues.Thespyinghadbeengoingonatleastsincethepreviousautumn.
TheyturnedofftheputersandwentbacktoMikael’sapartmenttosleepforafewhours.HecalledChristerMalmat10:00a.m.
“IhaveproofthatDahlmanisworkingforWennerstr?m.”
“Iknewit.Great,I’mgoingtofirethatfuckingpigtoday.”
“No,don’t.Don’tdoanythingatall.”
“Nothing?”
“Christer,trustme.IsDahlmanstillonholiday?”
“Yes,he’sbackonMonday.”
“Howmanyareintheofficetoday?”
“Well,abouthalf.”
“Canyoucallameetingfor2:00?Don’tsaywhatit’sabout.I’mingover.”
Thereweresixpeoplearoundtheconferencetable.Malmlookedtired.Cortezlookedlikesomeonenewlyinlove,thewaythatonlytwenty-four-year-oldscanlook.Nilssonlookedonedge—Malmhadnottoldanyonewhatthemeetingwasabout,butshehadbeenwiththepanylongenoughtoknowthatsomethingoutoftheordinarywasgoingon,andshewasannoyedthatshehadbeenkeptoutoftheloop.Theonlyonewholookedthesameasusualwasthepart-timerIngelaOskarsson,whoworkedtwodaysaweekdealingwithsimpleadministrativetasks,thesubscriberlistandthelike;shehadnotlookedtrulyrelaxedsinceshebecameamothertwoyearsago.Theotherpart-timerwasthefreelancereporterLottaKarim,whohadacontractsimilartoCortez’sandhadjuststartedbacktoworkafterherholiday.MalmhadalsomanagedtogetMagnussontoein,althoughhewasstillonholiday.
Blomkvistbeganbygreetingeveryonewarmlyandapologisingforbeingsolongabsent.
“Whatwe’regoingtodiscusstodayissomethingthatChristerandIhaven’ttakenupwithErika,butIcanassureyouthatinthiscaseIspeakforhertoo.Todaywe’regoingtodetermineMillennium’sfuture.”
Hepausedtoletthewords