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to have sex with visiting girlfriends.”
    Louise really liked that he called her his girlfriend. No one had ever wanted her like this before. “But…but Bjarke…I’ve…I’ve never…”
    “It would be an honor to be your first,” he said.
    Bjarke Lund didn’t wait for her answer. He lifted her up and threw her onto the bench. With a madman’s grin, he held her down and made a woman of her.
     
     

21
    July 2014
    “ Y EAH, JUST AS I suspected, we’re not getting any help with this case from the mainland.”
    Morten came out from the red brick-police station and jumped inside of the car where I had been waiting, writing some ideas down on the laptop.
    By the time he came out of the meeting, I had almost finished the cake.
    “What?” I said. “But what do they expect? That you do it all alone?”
    “The chief said that we’re supposed to be able to deal with these kinds of things on our own. A double homicide doesn’t require an entire team to solve. That’s what he said.”
    “Well, did you tell him that there are only four officers on the entire island? Four officers to cover two cities and a load of tourists who want to feel safe. Did you say it was going to be impossible for you to solve this on your own?”
    Morten looked at me angrily. “What do you take me for? Of course I told him that. But his hands are tied, he said. There isn’t anything he can do. Plus they’re considering cutting us down to two officers. They’ll decide it this fall.”
    “The press is going to be all over this as soon as the families find out. I mean, they want to know who did this. They want him behind bars. We all do.”
    Morten sighed. “Don’t you think I know that? Can’t you just leave it alone? This is my problem, not yours.”
    I scoffed. “Wow. And here I thought we were in this together. I thought we were a part of each other’s lives.”
    “Well, I need to have at least some privacy,” Morten said. “If I am to keep being me, and not just be a clone of you, then I need to have some space, to have my own life as well. You’re kind of smothering me, and I’m losing myself and who I am here.”
    Morten turned on the engine. I stared at him, completely baffled.
    What the hell was going on here?
    “You’re losing yourself? I’m smothering you?” I said.
    Morten lifted his hands, annoyed, in the air. He made an irritated growl. “It’s like you’re swallowing me here, Emma. Like, for every day that passes, I’m losing myself. I have stopped living my own life and started living yours instead. All the things I used to do, I never do them anymore.”
    I had no idea what to say. Those words coming out of him sounded nothing like him. He had never said anything about these things before. Why now, all of a sudden?
    Jytte. It has to be coming from her.
    It all made sense now. Of course it came from her. She had been giving him a hard time all night last night, telling him that he had changed, that he never did the things he used to, that he was losing himself, that he was living my life instead of his own, and so on.
    Was she really that crafty?
    I really didn’t like to think so. I really wanted her to be this innocent young girl who just missed her father, but lately, there had been a few too many examples of her trying to get between us.
    The question was, what Morten would do about it? Would he choose her over me?
    “I’m sorry, Emma,” he said, and looked at me. “It’s just all the pressure right now. I had to talk to the parents yesterday, and to be frank, it was awful. Luckily, I wasn’t the one to tell them the news, since the local police did that, but I spoke on the phone with them afterwards, and they were just so devastated. They didn’t understand how this could happen to their son. I…I…It broke my heart, Emma. And now this? What do I tell them when they call me to ask how the investigation is going? I gave them my cell number. I told them they could call me day or night if they