Behind God's Back
““Fucking Eli!” Stenman watched me, curious, but didn’t interfere with my rant. I pictured Eli as an imbecilic little boy who was always underfoot, bouncing around as aimlessly as a pinball. It almost felt like he was making my life difficult on purpose: Baltic Invest, sex videos, an illegal weapon, and now screwing a murdered man’s wife.
At the car, I paused for a moment and gazed out over the sea shimmering in the autumn sun. The northern wind already felt cold. I didn’t understand why I had t...aken Eli’s womanizing so seriously. Maybe as his little brother, I subconsciously expected him to act as some sort of moral example. My father had died when I was eleven.
“Do you want to talk?” Stenman asked, walking over to me.
“No thanks. I just want to get some fresh air for a minute.”
A flock of barnacle geese flew southwards across the bay. I started thinking about what would happen if the birds didn’t come back one day. Absurd. A criminal investigator who should be chasing a murderer is reflecting on the migrations of birds.MoreLess
At the car, I paused for a moment and gazed out over the sea shimmering in the autumn sun. The northern wind already felt cold. I didn’t understand why I had t...aken Eli’s womanizing so seriously. Maybe as his little brother, I subconsciously expected him to act as some sort of moral example. My father had died when I was eleven.
“Do you want to talk?” Stenman asked, walking over to me.
“No thanks. I just want to get some fresh air for a minute.”
A flock of barnacle geese flew southwards across the bay. I started thinking about what would happen if the birds didn’t come back one day. Absurd. A criminal investigator who should be chasing a murderer is reflecting on the migrations of birds.MoreLess
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