“Yes,” Harry said. “Because I thought I had killed your mother. But at the last moment I realised that that’s what I was supposed to think.”
“What are you saying?”
“It’s too much to explain now, I haven’t got enough money. I need you to do something for me.”
A pause.
“Oleg?”
“I’m here.”
“The house is yours now, which means you can check the electricity consumption online. It shows the usage from hour to hour.”
“So?”
Harry explained what he needed, and told him to text the results to Bjørn Holm.
When he was done, he took a deep breath and called Kaja Solness’s number.
The phone rang six times. He was about to hang up, and almost jumped when he heard Kaja’s voice.
“Kaja Solness.”
Harry moistened his mouth. “It’s Harry.”
“Harry? I didn’t recognise the number.” She sounded stressed. Talking quickly.
“I tried calling you several times from my own phone,” Harry said.
“Did you? I haven’t checked. I…I have to go. The Red Cross. I’ve had to drop everything, that’s how it is when you’re on standby.”
“Mm. Where are they sending you?”
“To…it’s all happened so quickly that I don’t even remember the name. Earthquake. A small island in the Pacific, a hell of a long journey. That’s why I haven’t called you back, I’ve basically been sitting in a transport plane.”
“Mm. You sound like you’re nearby.”
“Phones are pretty good these days. Listen, I’m in the middle of something. What did you want?”
“I need somewhere to sleep.”
“Your flat?”
“Too risky. I need somewhere to hide.” Harry could see the amount of money left on the phone shrinking. “I can explain later, but I need to find somewhere else fast.”
“Hang on!”
“What?”
A pause.
“Come to mine,” Kaja said. “To my house, I mean. There’s a key under the doormat.”
“I can sleep at Bjørn’s.”
“No! I insist. I want you to go there. Really.”
“OK. Thanks.”
