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小说:龙纹身的女孩| 作者:史迪格·拉森| 类别:都市言情

    uff.I’mnotgoingtoputthestoryonthe.”

    Blomkvistprotested.Itwasthemiddleofthenight.Hecouldnotfacethinkingaboutthewholethingnow.Shewentonstubbornlysittingthereuntilhegaveitothebathroomandwashedhisfadputthecoffeepoton.ThenhecamebacktothebedandtoldherabouthowhisoldschoolfriendRobertLindberg,inayellowM?r-30intheguestmarinainArholma,hadarousedhiscuriosity.

    “Youmeanthatyourbuddywaslying?”

    “No,notatall.Hetoldmeexactlywhatheknew,andIcouldverifyeadeverywordindotsfromtheauditatSIB.IeveoPondandphotographedthesheet-metalshackwherethishugebigMinospanywashoused.Iinterviewedseveralofthepeoplewhohadbeenemployedatthepany.Theyallsaidexactlythesamething.”

    “Ido.”

    Blomkvistsighed.Itwasawhilebeforehespokeagain.

    “Ihadadamnedgoodstory.Istillhadn’tfrontedWer?mhimself,butthestorywasairtight;ifIhadpublisheditatthatmomentIreallywouldhaveshookhimup.Itmightnothaveledtoaninditforfraud—thedealhadalreadybeenapprovedbytheauditors—butIwouldhavedamagedhisreputation.”

    “rong?”

    “SomewherealongthewaysomebodyheardaboutwhatIokingmyo,andWer?mwasmadeawareofmyexistendallofasuddenawholebunchethingsstartedhappening.FirstIwasthreatened.Anonymouscallsfromcardtelephohatwereimpossibletotrace.Erikawasalsothreatewastheusualnonsense:liedownorelsewe’regoingtonailyoutoabarndoor,andsoon.She,ofcourse,wasmadasahellcat.”

    HetookacigarettefromSander.

    “Thehiremelyunpleasanthappened.LateonenightwheheofficeIwasattackedbytwomenwhojustwalkeduptomeandgavemeacoupleofpunches.Igotafatlipandfelldownireet.Icouldn’tidentifythem,butohemlookedlikeanoldbiker.”

    “So,…”

    “Allthesegoings-on,ofcourse,onlyhadtheeffeakingErikaverycrossindeed,andIgotstubborn.WebeefedupsecurityatMillennium.Theproblemwasthattheharassmentwasoutofallproportiontothetentofthestory.Wecouldn’tfathomwhyallthisening.”

    “Butthestoryyoupublishedwassomethingquitedifferent.”

    “Exactly.Suddenlywemadeabreakthrough.Wefoundasource,aDeepThroatinWer?m’scircle.Thissourcewasliterallyscaredtodeath,andwewereonlyallowedtomeethiminhotelrooms.HetoldusthatthemoneyfromtheMinosaffairhadbeenusedforonsdealsinthewarinYugosvia.Wer?mhadbeenmakingdealswiththeright-wingUstasheinCroatia.Notonlythat,thesourcewasabletogiveuscopiesofdotstobackitup.”

    “Youbelievedhim?”

    “Hewasclever.Heonlyevergaveusenoughrmationtoleadustothesource,whowouldfirmthestory.WewereevengivenaphotographofoneofWer?m’sclosestcolleaguesshakinghandswiththebuyer.Itwasdetailedblockbustermaterial,ahingseemedverifiable.Sowepublished.”

    “Anditwasafake.”

    “Itwasalfakefrombeginnihedotswereskilfulferies.Wer?m’swyerwasabletoprovethatthephotographofWer?m’ssubordiheUstasheleaderwasamowodifferentimages.”

    “Fasating,”Sandersaid.

    “Inhindsightitwasveryeasytoseehowwehadbeenmaniputed.inalstoryreallyhaddamagedWer?m.Nowthatstorywasdrownedinacleverfery.WepublishedastorythatWer?mcouldpickapartpointbypointandprovehisinnoce.”

    “Youcouldn’tbackdownahetruth?YouhadabsolutelynoproofthatWer?mhadmittedthefalsification?”

    “IfwehadtriedtotellthetruthandausedWer?mofbeingbehindthewholething,nobodywouldhavebelievedus.Itwouldhavelookedlikeadesperateattempttoshiftthebmefromourstupidityontoanileaderofindustry.”

    “Isee.”

    “Wer?mhadtwoyersofprote.Ifthefakehadbeenrevealed,hewouldhavebeeocimthatitwasoneofhiseryingtosnderhim.AMillenniumwouldonceagaiallcredibility,sincewefellforsomethingthatturtobefalse.”

    “Soyouchosenottodefendyourselfandtaketheprisoence.”

    “Ideservedit,”Blomkvistsaid.“Ihadmittedlibel.Nowyouknow.Igobacktosleepnow?”

    Heturnedoffthempandshuthiseyes.Sanderydowohim.

    “Wer?misagangster.”

    “Iknow.”

    “No,Imean,Iknowthathe’sagangster.HeworkswitheverybodyfromtheRussianmafiatothebiandrugcartels.”

    “Whatdoyoumean?”

    “WhenIturneditoFrodehegavemearaassig.Heaskedmetotrytofindoutwhatreallyhappehetrial.IhadjuststartedwonitwhenhecalledArmanskyandcelledthejob.”

    “Iwonderwhy.”

    “IassumethattheyscrappedtheiigationassoonasyouaeptedHenrikVanger’sassig.Itwouldnolongerhavebeenofimmediatei.”

    “And?”

    “Well,Idon’tlikeleavingthingsunresolved.Ihadafewweeks…freestspringwhenArmanskydidn’thaveanyjobsforme,soIdidsomediggingintoWer?mforfun.”

    BlomkvistsatupandturhempandlookedatSander.Hemethereyes.Sheactuallylookedguilty.

    “Didyoufindoutanything?”

    “Ihavehisentireharddiskonmyputer.Youhaveasmuchproofasyouhathe’sagangster.”

    CHAPTER28

    Tuesday,July29–Friday,October24

    BlomkvisthadbeenpoverSander’sputerprintoutsforthreedays—boxesfullofpapers.Theproblemwasthatthesubjectskeptgingallthetime.AnoptiondealinLondon.AcurrencydealinParisthrougha.Apanyost-officeboxinGibraltar.AsuddendoublingoffundsinanaountattheChaseManhattanBankinNewYork.

    Andthenallthosepuzzliionmarks:atradingpanywith200,000kronorinanuntouchedaisteredfiveyearsearlierinSantiago,Chile—oneofnearlythirtysuiesintwelvedifferenttries—andnotahintofeofactivitywasinvolved.Adormantpany?Waitingforwhat?Afrontforsomeotherkindofactivity?TheputergavenoclueastowhatwasgoingoninWer?m’smindorwhatmayhavebeenperfectlyobvioustohimandsowasneverformutedironient.

    Sanderersuadedthatmostofthesequestionswouldneverbeanswered.Theycouldseethemessage,butwithoutakeytheywouldneverbeabletointerpretthemeaning.Wer?m’sempirewaslikeanonionfromwhieyerafteranothercouldberemoved;abyrinthofenterprisesownedbyoher.panies,aounts,funds,securities.Theyreedthatnobody—perhapsnotevenWer?mhimself—couldhaveapleteoverview.Wer?m’sempirehadalifeofitsown.

    Butthereattern,oratleastahintofapattern.Abyrinthofenterprisesownedbyeachother.Wer?m’sempirewasvariouslyvaluedatbetween100and400billionkronor,dependingonwhomyouaskedandhowitwascalcuted.Butifpaniesowneachother’sassets—whatthenwouldbetheirvalue?

    TheyhadleftHedebyIsndihasteearlyinthemafterSanderdroppedthebombthatwasnowoupyingeverywakingmomentofBlomkvist’slife.TheydrovetoSander’spdspenttwodaysinfrontofherputerwhilesheguidedhimthroughWer?m’suniverse.Hehadplentyofquestions.Ohemurecuriosity.

    “Lisbeth,howareyouabletooperatehisputer,fromapurelypracticalpointofview?”

    “It’salittleiionthatmyfriendPguecameupwith.Wer?mhasanIBMptopthatheworkson,bothathomeandattheoffice.Thatmeansthatallthermationisonasingleharddrive.Hehasabroadbandetohispropertyathome.Pgueiedatypeofcuffthatyoufastenaroundthebroadbandcable,andI’mtestingitoutforhim.EverythingthatWer?mseesisregisteredbythecuff,whichforwardsthedatatoaserversomewhereelse.”

    “Doesn’thehaveafirewall?”

    Sandersmiled.

    “Ofcoursehehasafirewall.Butthepointisthatthecuffalsofunsasatypeoffirewall.Ittakesawhiletohacktheputerthisway.Let’ssaythatWer?mgetsanemail;itgoesfirsttoPgue’scuffandwereaditbeforeitevenpassesthroughhisfirewall.Buttheingeniouspartisthattheemailisrewrittenaesofsourcecodeareadded.Thisisrepeatedeverytimehedownloadsanythingtohisputer.Picturesareeveer.Hedoesalotonthe.Eachtimehepicksupapornpictureoropensanewhomepage,weaddseveralrowsofsourcecode.Afterawhile,inseveralhoursorseveraldays,dependingonhowmuchheusestheputer,Wer?mhasdownloadedaireprogrammeofapproximatelythreemegabytesinwhicheachbitislihebit.”

    “And?”

    “WhebitsareiheprogrammeisiedwithhisInterbrowser.Tohimitwilllookasthoughhisputerhaslockedup,aorestartit.Duriartawholenewsoftrogrammeisinstalled.HeusesInterExplorer.TheimehestartsExplorer,he’sreallystartingawholedifferentprogrammethat’sinvisibleonhisdesktopandlooksandfunsjustlikeExplorer,butitalsodoesalotofotherthings.Firstittakestrolofhisfirewalndmakessurethateverythingisw.Thenitstartstostheputerandtransmitsbitsofrmatioimeheclicksthemousewhilehe’ssurfing.Afterawhile,againdependingonhowmuchhesurfs,we’veaumutedapletemirreofthetentsofhisharddriveonaserversomewhere.A’stimefortheHT.”

    “HT?”

    “SuecallsittheHT.HostileTakeover.”

    “Isee.”

    “Thereallysubtlethingispe.Wheructureisready,Wer?mhastwopleteharddrives,oneonhisownmaeandoneonourserver.Theimehebootsuphisputer,it’sactuallythemirroredputerthat’sstarting.He’snolongerwonhisownputer;iyhe’swonourserver.Hisputerwillrunalittleslower,butit’svirtuallynotnoticeable.AndwhenI’mectedtotheserver,Itaphisputeriime.EachtimeWer?mpressesakeyonhisputerIseeitonmine.”

    “Yourfriendisalsoahacker?”

    “HewastheonewhedthetelephoapinLondon.He’salittleoutofitsocially,butonthehe’salegend.”

    “OK,”Blomkvistsaid,givingheraresignedsmile.“Questionwo:whydidn’tyoutellmeaboutWer?mearlier?”

    “Youneveraskedme.”

    “AndifIneverdidaskyou—let’ssupposethatIyou—youwouldhavesathereknowingthatWer?mwasagangsterwhileMillenniumwentbankrupt?”

    “NobodyaskedmetoexposeWer?mforwhatheis,”Sanderrepliedinaknow-it-allvoice.

    “Yes,butwhatif?”

    “Ididtellyou,”shesaid.

    Blomkvistdroppedthesubject.

    SanderburhetentsofWer?m’sharddrive—aboutfivegigabytes—ontotenCDs,aasifshehadmoreorlessmovedintoBlomkvist’sapartment.Shewaitedpatiently,answeringallthequestionsheasked.

    “I’tuandhowhebesofugdimtoputallhisdirtyundryononeharddrive,”hesaid.“Ifitevergotintothehandsofthepolice…”

    “Peoplearen’tveryrational.Hehastobelievethatthepolicewouldhinkoffisghisputer.”

    “Abovesuspi.Iagreethathe’sanarrogantbastard,buthemusthavesecuritysultantstellinghimhowtohandlehisputer.There’smaterialonthismaegoingallthewaybackto1993.”

    “Theputeritselfisretivelywasmanufacturedayearago,butheseemstohavetransferredallhisoldcorrespondendeverythingelseontotheharddriveinsteadofstitonCDs.Butatleasthe’susinganencryptiramme.”

    “Whichistotallyuselessifyou’reinsidehisputerandreadingthepasswordseverytimehetypesthemin.”

    Afterthey’dbeenbaStoforfourdays,MalmcalledonBlomkvist’smobileat3:00inthem.

    “HenryCortezwasatabarwithhisgirlfriendtonight.”

    “Uh-huh,”Blomkvistsaid,sleepily.

    “Onthewayhometheyendedupattralen’sbar.”

    “Notaverygoodpceforasedu.”

    “Listen.Dahlmanisonholiday.Henrydiscoveredhimsittingatatablewithsomeguy.”

    “And?”

    “Henryreisedthemanfromhisbylinepic.KristerS?der.”

    “Idon’tthinkIreisethe…”

    “HeworksforMonopolyFinancialMagazine,whichisowheWer?mGroup.”

    Blomkvistsatupstraightinbed.

    “Areyouthere?”

    “I’mhere.Thatmightnotmeananything.S?derisajournalist,andhemightbeanoldfriend.”

    “MaybeI’mbeingparanoid.ButawhileagoMillenniumboughtastoryfromafreeheweekbeforeweweregoingtopublishit,S?derrananexposéthatwasalmostidentical.Itwasthestoryaboutthemobiletelephonemanufacturerandthedefectivepo.”

    “Ihearwhatyou’resaying.Butthatsortofthingdoeshappen.HaveyoutalkedtoErika?”

    “No,she’snotbatilweek.”

    “Don’tdoanything.I’llcallyoubackter,”Blomkvistsaid.

    “Problems?”Sanderasked.

    “Millennium,”Blomkvistsaid.“Ihavetogothere.Wanttoealong?”

    Theeditorialofficesweredeserted.IttookSahreemiocrackthepasswordproteonDahlman’sputer,andawomirastentstoBlomkvist’si.

    MostofDahlman’semailswereprobablyonhisownptop,andtheydidnothaveaesstoit.ButthroughhisdesktopputeratMillennium,SanderwasabletodiscoverthatDahlmanhadaHotmaiountinadditiontohismillenniukhersixmiocrackthecodeanddownloadhiscorrespondenthepastyear.FivemierBlomkvisthadevideDahlmanhadleakedrmationaboutthesituationatMillenniumaheeditorofMonopolyFinancialMagazineupdatedonwhichstoriesBergernningforwhichissues.Thespyinghadbeengoingosihepreviousautumn.

    Theyturnedofftheputersabaikael’sapartmenttosleepforafewhours.HecalledChristerMalmat10:00a.m.

    “IhaveproofthatDahlmaniswforWer?m.”

    “Ik.Great,I’mgoingtofirethatfugpigtoday.”

    “No,don’t.Don’tdoanythingatall.”

    “Nothing?”

    “Christer,trustme.IsDahlmanstillonholiday?”

    “Yes,he’sbaonday.”

    “Howmaheofficetoday?”

    “Well,abouthalf.”

    “youcalmeetingfor2:00?Don’tsaywhatit’sabout.I’mingover.”

    Thereweresixpeoplearoundthefereable.Malmlookedtired.Cortezlookedlikesomeonenewlyihewaythatonlytwenty-four-year-oldslook.Nilssonlookedonedge—Malmhadnottoldathemeetingwasabout,butshehadbeenwiththepanylongenoughtoknowthatsomethingoutoftheordinarywasgoingon,andshewasahatshehadbeeoutoftheloop.Theonlyonewholookedthesameasusualwasthepart-timerIngeOskarsson,whoworkedtwodaysaweekdealingwithsimpleadministrativetasks,thesubscriberlistandthelike;shehadnotlookedtrulyrexedsinceshebecameamothertwo.Theotherpart-timerwasthefreeerLottaKarim,whohadatractsimirtoCortez’sandhadjuststartedbacktoworkafterherholiday.MalmhadalsomaogetMagnussontoein,althoughhewasstillonholiday.

    Blomkvistbeganbygreetingeveryonewarmlyandapologisingforbeingsolongabsent.

    “Whatwe’regoingtodiscusstodayissomethingthatChristerandIhaven’ttakenupwithErika,butIassureyouthatinthiscaseIspeakforhertoo.Todaywe’regoingtodetermineMillennium’sfuture.”

    Hepausedtoletthewordssinkin.No-oneaskedaions.

    “Thepastyearhasbeenrough.I’msurprisedandproudthatnoneofyouhasresideredandfoundajobsomewhereelse.Ihavetoassumethateitheryou’restarkravingmadorwonderfullyloyandactuallyenjonthismagazihat’swhyI’mgoingtoythecardsoableandaskyouforoeffort.”

    “Oeffort?”Nilssonsaid.“Thatsoundsasifyou’rethinkingofshuttingdownthemagazine.”

    “Exactly,Monika,”Blomkvistsaid.“Andthankyouforthat.WhesbackErikaisgoingtogatherusalltogetherfloomyeditorialmeetingandtotellusthatMillenniumwillfoldatChristmasandthatyou’reallfired.”

    Nanspreadingthroughthegroup.EvenMalmthoughtforamomentthatBlomkvistwasserious.Thentheyallnoticedhisbroadsmile.

    “Whatyouhavetodothisautumnispyadoublegame.Thedisagreeablefactisthatourdearmanagior,JanneDahlman,ismoonlightingasanrmerforHans-ErikWer?m.Thismeansthattheenemyisbeirmedofexactlywhat’sgoingoniorialoffices.Thisexpinsanumberofsetbackswe’veexperienced.Youespecially,Sonny,wheiserswhoseemedpositivepulledoutwithoutwarning.”

    Dahlmanhadneverbeenpopurintheoffidtherevetionarentlynotashocktoanyone.Blomkvistcutshortthemurmuringthatstartedup.

    “ThereasonthatI’mtellingyouthisisbecauseIhaveabsolutefidenallofyou.Iknowthatyou’veallgotyourheadsscrewedht.That’swhyIalsoknowthatyou’llpyalongwithwhattakespcethisautumn.It’sveryimportantthatWer?mbelievesthatMillenniumisonthevergeofcolpse.Itwillbeyourjobtomakesurehedoes.”

    “What’sourrealsituation?”Cortezsaid.

    “OK,hereitis:byalountsMillenniumshouldbeonitswaytothegrave.Igiveyoumywordthatthat’snotgoingtohappen.Millenniumisstroodaythanitwasayearago.Whenthismeetingisover,I’mgoingtodisappearagarabouttwomonths.TowardstheendofOctoberI’llbeback.Thenwe’regoingtoclipWer?m’swings.”

    “Hoingtodothat?”Nilssonsaid.

    “Sorry,Monika.Idon’twanttogiveyouthedetails,butI’mwritiory,andthistimewe’regoingtodht.I’mthinkingofhavingroastWer?mfortheChristmaspartyandvariouscriticsfordessert.”

    Themoodturnedcheerful.Blomkvistwonderedhowhewouldhavefeltifhewereohemsittinglisteningtoallthis.Dubious?Mostlikely.Butapparentlyhestillhadsome“trustcapital”amongMillennium’ssmallgroupofemployees.Hehelduphishand.

    “Ifthisisgoingtowork,it’simportantthatWer?mbelievesthatMillenniumisonthevergeofcolpsebecauseIdon’twanthimtostartsomesortofretaliationoriridoftheevidencewhichwemeantoexpose.Soingtostartwritingascriptthatyou’llfolltheingmonths.Firstofall,it’simportantthatnothingwediscussheretodayiswrittendownorisreferredtoinemails.Wedon’tknowtowhatifaentDahlmanhasbeendiggingaroundinourputers,andI’vebeeawarethatit’sarminglysimpletoreadcoworkers’privateemail.So—we’regoingtodothisorally.Ifyoufeeltheoairanything,goandseeChristerathome.Verydiscreetly.”

    Blomkvistwrote“noemail”oeboard.

    “Sed,Iwantyoutostartsquabblingamongyourselves,piningaboutmewhenDahlmanisaround.Don’texaggerate.Justgiveyournaturalbitchyselvesfullrein.Christer,IwantyouandErikatohaveaseriousdisagreement.Useyinationandbesecretiveaboutthecause.”

    Hewrote“startbitg”oeboard.

    “Third,whenErikaeshome,herjobwillbetoseetoitthatJanneDahlmanthinksreementwiththeVangerCorporation—whichisinfactgivingusitsfullsupport—hasfallenthroughbecauseHenrikVangerisseriouslyilndMartinVangerdiedinacarcrash.”

    Hewrotetheword“disrmation.”

    “Buttheagreementreallyissolid?”Nilssonsaid.

    “Believeme,”Blomkvistsaid,“theVangerCorporationwillgotogreatlengthstoeMillenniumsurvives.Inafewweeks,let’ssayattheendofAugust,Erikawillcalmeetingtowarnyouaboutyoffs.Youallknowthatit’sascam,andthattheonlyonewho’sgoingtobeleavingisDahlman.ButstarttalkingaboutlookingfornewjobsandsaywhatalousyrefereistohaveMillenniumonyourC.V.”

    “AndyoureallythinkthatthisgamewillendupsavingMillennium?”Magnussonsaid.

    “Iknowitwill.AndSonny,Iwantyoutoputtogetherafakereporteathshowingfallingadvertisingsalesandshowingthatthenumberofsubscribershasalsodropped.”

    “Thissoundsfun,”Nilssonsaid.“Shouldwekeepitinternalhereintheoffice,orshouldweleakittoothermediatoo?”

    “Keepitinternal.Ifthestoryshowsupanywhere,we’llknowwhoputitthere.Inaveryfewmonths,ifanyoneasksusaboutit,we’llbeabletotellthem:you’vebeenlisteningtobaselessrumours,andwe’veneversideredclosingMillenniumdowthingthatcouldhappenisforDahlmantogooutandtipofftheothermassmedia.Ifyou’reabletogiveDahlmanatipaboutapusiblebutfuallyidioticstory,somuchthebetter.”

    Theyspentanhourcogascriptanddividingupthevariousroles.

    AfterthemeetingBlomkvisthadcoffeewithMalmatJavaatspu.

    “Christer,it’sreallyimportantthatyoupickupErikaattheairportandfillherin.Youhavetoviopyalongwiththegame.IfIknowher,she’llwanttofrontDahlmaninstantly—butthat’thappen.Idon’twantWer?mtohearanykindofbuzzandthenmaoburytheevidence.”

    “Willdo.”

    “AthatErikastaysawayfromheremailuntilsheinstallsthePGPencryptirammeandlearnshowtouseit.It’sprettylikelythatthroughDahlman,Wer?misabletoreadeverythingweemailtoeachother.IwantyouandeveryoneelseiorialofficestoinstallPGP.Doitinanaturalway.Getthenameofaputersultanttotadhavehimeovertoiheworkandalltheputersintheoffice.Lethiminstallthesoftwareasifiterfeaturalpartoftheservice.”

    “I’lldomybest.ButMikael—whatareyon?”

    “Wer?m.”

    “Whatexactly?”

    “Forthetimebeing,thathastoremai.”

    Malmlookedunfortable.“I’vealwaystrustedyou,Mikael.Doesthismeanthatyoudon’ttrustme?”

    Blomkvistughed.

    “OfcourseItrustyou.ButrightnowI’minvolvedinratherseriouscriminactivitiesthatcouldgetmetwoyearsinprison.It’sthenatureofmyresearchthat’salittledubious…I’mpyingwiththesameunderhahodsasWer?muses.Idon’twantyouorErikaoranyoneelseatMillenniumtobeinvolvedinanyway.”

    “You’remakingmeawfullynervous.”

    “Staycool,Christer,andtellErikathatthestoingtobeabigone.Reallybig.”

    “Erikawillinsistonknowingwhatyou’rewon…”

    Mikaelthoughtforased.Thenhesmiled.

    “TellherthatshemadeitverycleartomeinthespringwhenshesignedatractwithHenrikVangerbehindmybackthatI’mnowjustanordinarymortalfreencerwhonolosontheboardandhasnoinfluenillenniumpolicy.WhichmeansthatInolongerhaveanyobligationtokeepherrmed.ButIpromisethatifshebehavesherself,I’llgiveherfirstoptionoory.”

    “She’sgoingtoghtheroof,”Malmsaidcheerfully.

    BlomkvistkhathehadnotbeeirelyhowithMalhemostnaturalthingwouldhavebeentotactheratoellheraboutthermationinhispossession.Buthedidnotwanttotalktoher.Adozentimeshehadstoodwithhismobileinhishand,startingtocallher.Eachtimehegedhismind.

    Heknewwhattheproblemwas.Hecouldnotlookherintheeyes.

    Thecover-upinwhichhehadparticipatediadwasunfivablefromaprofessionalpointofview.Hehadnoideahowhecouldexpinittoherwithoutlying,andiftherewasohinghehadhoughtofdoing,itwaslyingtoErikaBerger.

    Aboveall,hedidnothavetheeodealwiththatproblematthesametimeashewastagWer?m.Soheputoffseeiurnedoffhismobile,andavoidedtalkingtoher.Buthekhatthereprievecouldoemporary.

    Rightaftertheeditorialmeeting,MikaelmovedouttohisinSandhamn;hehadhereinoverayear.HisbaggageincludedtwoboxesofprintoutsahatSanderhadgivenhim.Hestockeduponfood,lockedthedoor,openedhisi,andstartedwriting.Eachdayhetookashortwalk,boughttheneers,andshoppedfroceries.Theguestmarinawasstillfilledwithyachts,andyoungpeoplewhohadborrowedtheirfather’sboatwereusuallysittingintheDivers’Bar,drinkingthemselvessilly.Blomkvistscarcelytookinhissurroundings.Hesatinfrontofhisputermoreorlessfromthemomentheopenedhiseyesuntilhefellinight,exhausted.

    Encryptedemailfromeditoriopublisheronleaveofabsence:Mikael.Iwanttoknowwhat’sgoingon—goodgrief,I’veebaholidaytototalchaos.ThenewsaboutJanneDahlmanandthisdoublegameyou’veeupwith.MartinVangerdead.HarrietVangeralive.What’sgoingoninHedeby?Whereareyou?Isthereastory?Whydon’tyouansweryourmobile?/E.

    P.S.IuoodtheinsinuationthatChristerreyedwithsuchglee.Yoingtohavetoeatyourwords.Areyouseriouslycrosswithme?

    P.P.S.Iamtrustingyouforthetimebeing,butyoingtohavetogiveproof—youremember,thestuffthatstandsupincourt—onJ.D.

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    HiRiod’ssake,I’mnotcross.Fivemefornotkeepingyouupdated,butthepastfewmonthsofmylifehavebeentopsy-turvy.I’lltellyoueverythingwhenweseeeachother,butnotbyemail.I’matSandhamn.Thereisastory,butthestoryisnotHarrietVanger.I’mgoingtobegluedtomyputerhereforawhile.Thenit’llbeover.Trustme.Hugsandkisses.M.

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    Firstofall:ionofHenrikpullingout.Butheisstillwonlyashortday,andI’mguessingthatthechaosafterMartihandHarriet’sresurreistakingitstollonhisstrength.

    Seillenniumwillsurvive.I’mwoimportaofourlives,andwhenwepublishit,it’sgoingtosinkWer?mondforall.

    Third:Mylifeisupanddhtnow,butasforyouandmeandMillennium—nothinghasged.Trustme.Kisses/Mikael.

    P.S.I’llintroduceyouassoonasanopportunitypresentsitself.

    WhenSanderwentouttoSandhamnshefoundanunshavenandhollow-eyedBlomkvist,whogaveheraquickhugandaskedhertomakesomecoffeeandwaitwhilehefinishedwhathewaswriting.

    Sanderlookedaroundhisanddecidedalmostatoshelikedit.Itwasrightoajetty,withthewaterthreepacesfromthedoor.Itwasonlyfifteeeeithadsuchahighceilingthatthereaceforasleepingloft.Shecouldstandupstraightthere,just.Blomkvistwouldhavetostoop.Thebedwaswideenoughforbothofthem.

    Thehadewindowfagthewater,rightothefrontdoor.Thatwaswherehiskittablestood,doublingashisdesk.OnthewallhedeskwasashelfyerandabigcolleofElvisandhardrock,whichwasnotSander’sfirstchoice.

    Inaerwasawoodstovemadeofsoapstohagzedfront.Therestofthesparsefurnishingssistedewardrobeforclothesandlinenandasinkthatalsofunedasawashingalcovebehindashowercurtaihesinkwasasmallwindowononesideofthe.UhespiralstairstotheloftBlomkvisthadbuiltaseparatespaceforapostingtoilet.Thewholewasarrangedliketheonaboat,withclevercubbyholesforstowingthings.

    DuringherpersonaliigationofMikaelBlomkvist,Sanderhadfoundoutthathehadremodelledtheandbuiltthefurniturehimself—aclusiondrawnfromthementsofanacquaintancewhohadsentMikaenemaiftervisitingSandhamnandressedbyhishandiwork.Everythingwas,uious,andsimple,bonspartan.ShecouldseewhyhelovedthisinSandhamnsomuch.

    AftertwohoursshemaodistractMikaelenoughthatheturnedoffhisputerinfrustration,shaved,andtookheroutfuidedtour.Itwasrainingandwindy,andtheyquicklyretreatedtotheinn.Blomkvisttoldherwhathewaswriting,andSandergavehimaCDwithupdatesfromWer?m’sputer.

    Theookhimuptotheloftandmaogethisclothesoffanddistracthimevenfurther.Shewokeuptethatnighttofindherselfalone.Shepeereddownfromtheloftandsawhimsittinghunchedoverhisputer.Sheythereforalongtime,leaningononehand,watghim.Heseemedhappy,aoofeltstrangelytentwithlife.

    SaayedonlyfivedaysbeforeshewentbacktoStotodoajobforArmansky.Shespentelevendaysontheassig,madeherreport,auroSandhamackofprintedpagesoMikael’siwasgrowing.

    Thistimeshestayedforfourweeks.Theyfellintoaroutiheygotupat8:00,atebreakfast,aanhether.ThenMikaelworkedilyuntilteiernooheytookawalkandtalked.Sanderspentmostofthedaysinbed,eitherreadingstheusingBlomkvist’sADSLmodeheyatediherteandonlythendidSaaketheinitiativeandforcehimuptothesleepingloft,whereshesawtoitthathedevotedallhisattentiontoher.

    Itwasasifshewereontheveryfirstholidayofherlife.

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    HiM.It’snowofficial.JanneDahlmanhasresignedandstartswatMonopolyFinancialMagazihreeweeks.I’vedoneasyouaskedandsaidnothing,andeveryoneisgoingaroundpyingmonkeygames.E.

    P.S.Theyseemtobehavingfun.HenryandLottahadafightandstartedthrowingthingsateachotheracoupleofdaysago.They’vebeenmessingwithDahlman’sheadsobtantlythatI’tuandhowhemissseeingthatit’salput-upjob.

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    Wishhimgoodlue,willyou,ahimghtaway.Butlockupthesilverware.Hugsandkisses/M.

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    Ihavenomanagiortwoweeksbefotopress,andmyiigativereporterissittingoutinSandhamnrefusingtotalktome.Micke,I’monmyknees.youein?/Erika.

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    Holdoutanothercoupleofweeks,thenwe’llbehomefree.AndstartpnningforaDecemberissuethat’sgoingtobeuhingwe’veeverdohepiecewilltakeup40pages.M.

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    40PAGES!!!Areyououtofyourmind?

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    It’sgoingtobeaspecialissue.Ihreemoreweeks.Couldyoudothefollowing:findagoodprihatproduceapaperbackquicklyandcheaply.Andbytheway,we’regoingtoneedcapitaltoprintourfirst.Kisses/Mikael

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    Specialissue.publisher.Money.Yes,master.AnythingelseIdoforyou?DanakedatSlusspn?/E.

    P.S.Iassumeyouknowwhatyou’redoing.ButwhatdoIdoaboutDahlman?

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    Don’tdoanythingaboutDahlman.Tellhimhe’sfreethtawayandyouaren’tsureyoupayhiswagesanyway.Monopolyisn’tgoingtosurvivef.Bringinmorefreeerialforthisissue.Andhireanewmanagior,fod’ssake./M.

    P.S.Slusspn?It’sadate.

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    Slusspn—inyourdreams.Butwe’vealwaysdohehiringtogether./Ricky.

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    Andwe’vealwaysagreedaboutwhoweshouldhire.Wewillthistimetoo,nomatterwhoyouchoose.We’regoingtoscupperWer?m.That’sthewholestory.Justletmefinishthisinpeace./M.

    InearlyOctoberSanderreadanartitheIionoftheHedestadCourier.ShetoldBlomkvistaboutit.IsabelVangerhaddiedafterashortillness.Shewasmournedbyherdaughter,HarrietVaelyreturnedfromAustralia.

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    HiMikael.

    HarrietVangercametoseemeattheofficetoday.Shecalledfiveminutesbeforeshearrived,andIwastotallyunprepared.Abeautifulwomaclothesandacoolgaze.

    Shecametotellmethatshe’llberepgMartinVangerasHenrik’srepresentativeonourboard.SheoliteandfriendlyandassuredmethattheVangerCorporationhadnopnstobackoutoftheagreement.Orary,thefamilystandsfullybehindHenrik’sobligationstothemagazine.Sheaskedforatouroftheeditorialoffices,aedtoknowhowIseethesituation.

    Itoldherthetruth.ThatitfeelsasifIdon’thavesolidgroundundermyfeet,thatyouhaveforbiddeoSandhamn,andthatIdon’tknowwhatyou’rewon,otherthanthatyouarepnningtosinkWer?m.SheraisedaneyebrowandsmiledandaskedifIhaddoubtsthatyou’dsueed.WhatwasIsupposedtosaytothat?IsaidthatIwouldsleepalittleeasierifIklywhatyouwerewriting.Jeez,ofcourseItrustyou.Butyou’redrivingmecrazy.

    Iaskedherifsheknewwhatyouwerewon.Shedebutsaidthatitwasherimpressionthatyouwereextremelyresourceful,withaninnovativewayofthinking.

    IsaidthatIalsogatheredthatsomethingdramatichadhappenedupiadandthatIwaseversoslightlycuriousaboutthestardingHarrietVangerherself.Inshort,Ifeltlikeanidiot.Sheaskedmewhetheryoureallyhadn’ttoldmeanything.ShesaidthatsheuoodthatyouandIhaveaspecialretionshipandthatyouwouldundoubtedlytellmethestorywhenyouhadtime.Thensheaskedifshecouldtrustme.WhatwasIsupposedtosay?She’sontheMillenniumboard,andyou’veleftmeheretotallyinthedark.

    Thenshesaidsomethingodd.Sheaskedmenottojudgeeitherheroryoutooharshly.Shesaidsheowedyousomesortofdebtofgratitude,andshewouldreallylikeitifsheandIcouldalsobefriends.Thenshepromisedtotellmethestorysomedayifyoucouldn’tdoit.Halfanhosheleft,andI’mstillinadaze.IthinkIlikeher,butwhoisthisperson?/Erika

    P.S.Imissyou.Ihaveafeelingthatsomethingnastyhappenediad.Christersaysthatyouhaveastrangemarkonyourneck.

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    HiRicky.ThestoryaboutHarrietissomiserablyawfulthatyou’tevenimagi.Itwouldbegreatifshecouldtellyouaboutitherself.Ihardlybringmyselftothinkaboutit.

    Bytheway,youtrusther.Shewastellihwhenshesaidthatsheowesadebtofgratitudetome—andbelieveme,shewillneverdoanythingtoharmMillennium.Beherfriendifyoulikeher.Shedeservesrespedshe’sahellofabusinesswoman./M.

    ThedayMikaelreceivedanotheremail.

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    HiMikael.I’vebeentryingtofindtimetowritetoyouforseveralweeksnow,butitseemsthereareneverenoughhoursintheday.YouleftsosuddenlyfromHedebythatIneverhadacetosaygoodbye.

    SincemyreturntoSweden,mydayshavebeenfilledwithbewilderingimpressionsandhardwork.TheVangerCorporationisinchaos,andalongwithHenrikI’vebeenwhardtoputitsaffairsinorder.YesterdayIvisitedtheMillenniumoffices;I’llbeHenrik’srepresentativeontheboard.Henrikhasfilledmeinonallthedetailsofthemagazine’ssituationandyours.

    Ihopethatyouwilepthavingmeshowuplikethis.Ifyoudon’twaheboard,I’lluand,butIdoassureyouthatI’lldoallItosupportMillennium.Iamidebttoyou,andIwillwayshavethebestofiionsinthisregard.

    ImetyourcolleagueErikaBerger.I’mnotsurewhatshethoughtofme,andIwassurprisedtohearthatyouhadn’ttoldheraboutpened.

    Iwouldverymuchliketobeyourfriend.IfyoustandtohaveanythingmoretodowiththeVangerfamily.Bestregards,Harriet

    P.S.IuoodfromErikathatyou’repnningtotackleWer?magain.DirchFrodetoldmehowHenrikpulledaswiftyonyou,astheysayinAustralia.WhatIsay?I’msorry.Ifthere’sanythingIdo,letmeknow.

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    HiHarriet.IleftHedebyinabighurryandamnonwhatIreallyshouldhavebeenspendingmytimeonthisyear.You’llbeadvisediyoftimebeforethearticlegoestopress,butIthinkIsaythattheproblemsofthepastyearwillsoonbeover.

    IhopeyouandErikawillbefriends,and,ofcourse,IhavenoproblemwithyoubeingonMillennium’sboard.I’lltellErikaaboutpened,ifyouthinkthat’swise.Henrikwantedmeosayanythingtoa’ssee,butrightnowIdon’thavethetimeortheenergyandIneedalittledistancefirst.

    Let’skeepintouch.Best/Mikael

    SanderwasnotespeciallyiedinwhatMikaelwaswriting.ShelookedupfromherwhenBlomkvistsaidsomething,butatfirstshecouldnotmakeitout.

    “Sorry.Iwastalkingaloud.Isaidthatthisishorrible.”

    “What’shorrible?”

    “Wer?mhadanaffairwithatwenty-two-year-oldwaitressaherpregnant.Haveyoureadhiscorrespondehhiswyer?”

    “MydearMikael—youhavetenyearsofcorrespondence,emails,agreements,traverras,andGodknowswhatonthatharddrive.Idon’tfindWer?msofasatingthatI’dcramsixgigseintomyhead.Ireadthroughafraofit,mostlytosatisfymycuriosity,andthatwasenoughtotellmethathe’sagangster.”

    “OK.Hegnantin1997.Wheedpensation,hiswyergotsomeootrytoviohaveanabortion.Iassumetheiionwastoofferherasumofmoney,butshewasn’tied.ThenthepersuadingendedupwiththeheavyholdingheruerinabathuntilsheagreedtoleaveWer?minpeadWer?m’sidiotwritesallthistothewyerinanemail—ofcourseencrypted,butevenso…Itdoesn’tsaymuchfortheIQofthisbunch.”

    “pehegirl?”

    “Shehadanabortion,andWer?mleased.”

    Sandersaidnothingfortenminutes.Hereyeshadsuddenlyturneddark.

    “Onemoremanwhohateswomen,”shemutteredatst.

    SheborrowedthedspefewdaysreadingthroughWer?m’semailsandotherdots.WhileBlomkvistkeptw,SanderinthesleepingloftwithherPoweronherknees,pWer?m’speculiarempire.

    Anideahadourredtoherandshecouldgo.Mostofallshewonderedwhyithadnotourredtohersooner.

    IoberMikaelturnedoffhisputerwhenitwasonly11:00inthem.HeclimbeduptothesleepingloftandhandedSanderwhathehadwritten.Thenhefelsleep.Shewokehimthateveningandgavehimheropinionofthearticle.

    Justafter2:00inthem,Blomkvistmadethestbackupofhiswork.

    Thedayheclosedtheshuttersonthewindowsandlockedup.Sander’sholidaywasover.TheywentbacktoStotogether.

    HebroughtupthesubjectastheyweredrinkingcoffeefrompapercupsontheVaxholmferry.

    “WhatthetwoofusodecideiswhattotellErika.She’sgoingtorefusetopublishthisifI’texpinhowIgotholdofthematerial.”

    ErikaBerger.Blomkvist’seditorinchiefandlong-timelover.Sanderhadherandwasnotsurethatshewaoeither.Bergerseemedlikesomeindefiurbanherlife.

    “Whatdoessheknowaboutme?”

    “Nothing.”Hesighed.“ThefactisthatI’vebeenavoidinghereversihesummer.She’sveryfrustratedaboutthefactthatIcouldn’ttellherpenediad.Sheknows,ofcourse,thatI’vebeenstayingoutatSandhamnandwritingthisstory,butshedoesn’tknowwhatit’sabout.”

    “Hmm.”

    “Inacoupleofhoursshe’llhavethemanuscript.Thenshe’sgoingtogivemethethirddegree.Thequestionis,whatshouldItellher?”

    “Whatdoyouwanttotellher?”

    “I’dliketotellherthetruth.”

    Sanderfrowned.

    “Lisbeth,ErikaandIarguealmostallthetime.Itseemstobepartofhowwemunicate.Butshe’sabsolutelytrustworthy.You’reasource.Shewouldratherdiethanrevealwhoyouare.”

    “Howmanyotherswouldyouhavetotell?”

    “Absolutelyno-owillgotothegravewithmeandErika.ButIwon’ttellheryoursecretifyoudon’twao.Oherhand,it’snotanoptionformetolietoErika,makeupsomesourcethatdoes.”

    SahoughtaboutituntiltheydockedbytheGrandHotel.Analysisofsequences.RelutlyshefinallygaveBlomkvistpermissiontointroducehertoErika.Heswitchedonhismobileandmadethecall.

    BergerwaslungwithMalinEriksson,whomshewassideringhiringasmanagior.Erikssonwastwenty-nineyearsoldandhadbeenwasatempforfiveyears.Shehadneverheldapermajobandhadstartedtodoubtthatsheeverwould.BergercalledherontheverydaythatMaliempjobeoaskifshewouldliketoapplyfortheMillenniumposition.

    “It’satemporarypostforthreemonths,”Bergersaid.“Butifthingsworkout,itcouldbeperma.”

    “I’veheardrumoursthatMillenniumishavingadifficulttime.”

    Bergersmiled.

    “Youshouldn’tbelieverumours.”

    “ThisDahlmanthatIwouldberepg…”Erikssoated.“He’sgoingtoworkatamagazineownedbyHans-ErikWer?m…”

    Bergernodded.“It’shardlyatradesecretthatwe’reinflictwithWer?m.Hedoesn’tlikepeoplewhoworkforMillennium.”

    “SoifItakethejobatMillennium,Iwouldendupinthatcategorytoo.”

    “It’sverylikely,yes.”

    “ButDahlmangotajobwithMonopolyFinancialMagazine,didn’the?”

    “Youmightsaythatit’sWer?m’sayingforservicesrendered.Areyoustillied?”

    Erikssonnodded.

    “Whendoyouwaart?”

    That’swhenBlomkvistcalled.

    Sheusedherowoopenthedoortohisapartment.ItwasthefirsttimesincehisbriefvisittotheofficeatMidsummerthatshewasmeetinghimfacetoface.Shewentintothelivingroomandfoundananorexicallythingirlsittingonthesofa,wearingaworherjacketandwithherfeetproppeduponthecoffeetable.Atfirstshethoughtthegirlwasaboutfifteen,butthatwasbeforeshelookedintohereyes.ShewasstilllookingatthiscreaturewhenBlomkvistcameinwithacoffeepotandcoffeecake.

    “Fivemeforbeielyimpossible,”hesaid.

    Bergertiltedherhead.Therewassomethingdifferentabouthim.Helookedhaggard,thihansheremembered.Hiseyeshadashamedexpression,andforamomentheavoidedhergaze.Sheghisneck.Shesaaleredline,clearlydistinguishable.

    “I’vebeenavoidingyou.It’saverylongstory,andI’mnotproudofmyroleinit.Butwe’lltalkaboutthatter…NowIwanttointroduceyoutothisyoungwoman.Erika,thisisLisbethSander.Lisbeth,ErikaBerger,editorinchiefofMillenniumandmybestfriend.”

    SaudiedBerger’selegantclothesandself-fidentmanneranddecidedaftertensedsthatshewasmostlikelynotgoingtobeherbestfriend.

    Theirmeetingstedfivehours.Bergertwicemadecallstocelothermeetings.ShespentanhourreadingpartsofthemanuscriptthatBlomkvistputinherhands.Shehadathousaionsbutrealisedthatitwouldtakeweeksbeforeshegotthemanswered.Theimportantthingwasthemanuscript,whichshefinallyputdown.Ifevenafraofthesecimswereaurate,awholeuationhademerged.

    BergerlookedatBlomkvist.Shehadneverdoubtedthathewasaperson,butnowshefeltdizzyandwonderedwhethertheWer?maffairhadbrokenhim—thatwhathehadbeenwonwasalfigmentofhisimagination.Blomkvistwasatthatmomentunpagtwoboxesofprinted-outsourcematerial.Bergerbnched.Shewanted,ofcourse,toknowhowithadeintohispossession.

    Ittookawhiletovihatthisoddgirl,whohadsaidnotonewordduriing,hadunlimitedaesstoWer?m’sputer.Andnotjusthis—shehadalsohackedintotheputersofseveralofhiswyersandcloseassociates.

    Berge
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