breaths and then called Martinsson. He was at Runnerstr枚ms Torg.
"We're working slowly but surely," he said. "He's managed to break a couple more codes." Wallander could hear the rustling of paper. Then Martinsson came back on the line. "We have a connection to a stockbroker in Seoul and to a British firm, called Lonrho. I contacted a person in Stockholm who was able to tell me that Lonrho was originally an African company that was involved in illegal operations in Southern Rhodesia during the time of sanctions."
"What are we supposed to deduce from this?" Wallander broke in. "A stockbroker in Korea? And this other company, whatever its name is. How does it relate to Falk and our investigation?"
"We're trying to work it out. Modin says there are about 80 companies entered into this program. But it will take us a while to find out what the connections between them are."
"But if you had to speculate, what would you say?"
Martinsson chuckled. "I see money."
"Anything else?"
"Isn't that enough?"
"Who knows," Wallander said. "Perhaps the key player in all of this isn't Falk but the cash machine where he died."
Martinsson laughed. Wallander suggested that they meet at around 3 p.m.
After the conversation ended, Wallander thought about Elvira Lindfeldt. He tried to imagine what she could look like, but he kept finding himself thinking of Baiba. And Mona. And a glimpse of a woman he had met once at a roadside caf茅 outside V盲stervik.
He was interrupted in his thoughts by Hansson, who appeared in the doorway. Wallander felt guilty, as if his thoughts were written on his face.
"All the keys are accounted for," Hansson said.
Wallander couldn't think what he was talking about, but he didn't say anything because he felt sure that he should know.
"I have a fax from Sydkraft," he said. "All people who had keys to the substation can account for them."
"Good," Wallander said. "It's always a help to be able to strike something off our list."
"Unfortunately, I haven't been able to trace the Mercedes van."
Wallander leaned back in his chair. "You can put that aside for now. We'll get to it eventually, but there are more important tasks."
Hansson nodded and wrote something in his notebook. Wallander told him about the 3 p.m. meeting.
Putting aside his thoughts of Elvira and her appearance, he got back to his paperwork and also thought about what Martinsson had said. The phone rang. It was Viktorsson, asking how the case was going.
"I thought Hansson was keeping you abreast of all developments."
"But you are in charge."
Viktorsson's comment surprised Wallander. He had been sure that Holgersson had arrived at her decision to suspend him in consultation with Viktorsson, but he was pretty sure that Viktorsson was not being disingenuous when he said that Wallander was in charge. Wallander instantly warmed towards him.
"I can see you tomorrow morning."
"I'm free at 8.30 p.m."
Wallander made a note of it. Then he spent another half-hour preparing for the meeting. At 2.40 p.m. he went to get more coffee, but the machine was broken. Wallander thought once more about Erik H枚kberg's observation about the vulnerability of society. That gave him a new idea. He went back to his office to give H枚kberg a call. He answered at once. Wallander gave him what details he could about the latest developments and asked him if the name Jonas Landahl meant anything to him. H枚kberg said no, definitely no. Wallander was surprised.
"Are you absolutely sure?"
"The name is unusual enough that I would have remembered it. Was he the one who killed Sonja?"
"We only know that they knew each other and we have some information which indicates that they may even have been more than just friends."
Wallander wondered if he ought to raise the subject of rape, but decided that it wasn't something they should discuss over the phone. Instead, he moved on to the question he had been wanting to ask.
"When I was out to see you last, you told me about your computer transactions. I came away with the impression then that there were no limits really to what you could do."
"That's right. If you connect to the large databases around the world then you're at the centre of things, wherever you are yourself."
"You could do business with a stockbroker in Seoul if you felt like it."
"Yes, indeed."
"What would I need to know in order to do that?"
"First, you would need his e-mail address. Then the security systems have to match up. He has to be able to see who I am, and vice versa. Otherwise