deserve any applause today." She looked around at her colleagues in the cramped editorial office. "Listen... I'm terribly sorry that it had to be this way. I wanted to tell you so many weeks ago, but the news sort of got drowned out by all the turmoil surrounding Dag and Mia. Mikael and Malin have been working like demons, and... it just didn't ever seem like the right time or place. And that's how we've arrived at this point today."
Eriksson realized with terrible clarity how understaffed the paper was, and how empty it was going to seem without Berger. No matter what happened, or whatever problem arose, Berger had been a boss she could always rely on. Well... no wonder the biggest morning daily had recruited her. But what was going to happen now? Erika had always been a crucial part of Millennium.
"There are a few things we have to get straight. I'm perfectly aware that this is going to create difficulties in the office. I didn't want it to, but that's the way things are. First of all: I won't abandon Millennium. I'm going to stay on as a partner and will attend board meetings. I won't, of course, have any influence in editorial matters."
Malm nodded thoughtfully.
"Secondly, I officially leave on the last day of April. But today is my last day of work. Next week I'll be travelling, as you know. It's been planned for a long time. And I've decided not to come back here to put in any days during the transition period." She paused for a moment. "The next issue of the magazine is ready in the computer. There are a few minor things that need fixing. It will be my final issue. A new editor-in-chief will have to take over. I'm clearing my desk tonight."
There was absolute silence in the room.
"The selection of a new editor-in-chief will have to be discussed and made by the board. It's something that you all on the staff will have to talk through."
"Mikael," Malm said.
"No. Never Mikael. He's surely the worst possible editor-in-chief you could pick. He's perfect as publisher and damned good at editing articles and tying up loose ends in work that is going to be published. He's the fixer. The editor-in-chief has to be the one who takes the initiative. Mikael also has a tendency to bury himself in his own stories and be totally off the radar for weeks at a time. He's at his best when things heat up, but he's incredibly bad at routine work. You all know that."
Malm muttered his assent and then said: "Millennium functioned because you and Mikael were a good balance for each other."
"That's not the only reason. You remember when Mikael was up in Hedestad sulking for almost a whole bloody year. Millennium functioned without him precisely the way the magazine is going to have to function without me now."
"O.K. What's your plan?"
"My choice would be for you, Christer, to take over as editor-inchief."
"Not on your life." Malm threw up his hands.
"But since I knew that's what you would say, I have another solution. Malin. You can start as acting editor-in-chief as from today."
"Me?" Eriksson said. She sounded shocked.
"Yes, you. You've been damned good as assistant editor."
"But I - "
"Give it a try. I'll be out of my office tonight. You can move in on Monday morning. The May issue is done - we've already worked hard on it. June is a double issue, and then you have a month off. If it doesn't work, the board will have to find somebody else for August. Henry... you'll have to go full-time and take Malin's place as assistant editor. Then we'll need to hire a new employee. But that will be up to all of you, and to the board."
She studied the group thoughtfully.
"One more thing. I'll be starting at another publication. For all practical purposes, S.M.P. and Millennium are not competitors, but nevertheless I don't want to know any more than I already do about the content of the next two issues. All such matters should be discussed with Malin, effective immediately."
"What should we do about this Salander story?" Cortez said.
"Discuss it with Mikael. I know something about Salander, but I'm putting what I know in mothballs. I won't take it to S.M.P."
Berger suddenly felt an enormous wave of relief. "That's about it," she said, and she ended the meeting by getting up and going back to her office without another word.