Places, photos, facts.
Salander spent Christmas Eve at the Äppelviken Nursing Home in Upplands-Väsby. She had brought presents: a bottle of eau de toilette by Dior and an English fruitcake from Åhléns department store.
He was invited to stay for dinner but he was expected with his sister and her family out in the yuppie suburb of Stäket.
Hedestad was one of the smaller ones, a little more than an hour north of Gävle.
“My client would like you to visit him in Hedestad – it’s only three hours by train.”
I live in your old apartment on Lundagatan. I’ve lived there for several years. I had to take over the payments.
That morning he had also had an invitation to celebrate Christmas Eve with the Beckmans in Saltsjöbaden.
High banks of snow presented a picturesque contrast to Stockholm. The town seemed almost like another planet, yet he was only a little more than three hours from Sergels Torg in downtown Stockholm.
Not until page 24 did Salander drop the bombshell about the trips to Tallinn, in the same dry-as-dust tone she used to report that he lived in Sollentuna and drove a dark blue Volvo.
Frode was right, it was not a long journey. After Uppsala came the string of small industrial towns along the Norrland coast. Hedestad was one of the smaller ones, a little more than an hour north of Gävle.