She held up a DVD and slipped it into the player. Then she turned the cane chair so
that she could sit and watch the screen. She lit another cigarette and pressed the
remote. Advokat Bjurman saw himself open the door for Salander.
Haven’t you even learned to tell the time?
She played the whole disc for him. The video ended after ninety minutes, in the
middle of a scene where a naked Advokat Bjurman sat leaning against the
bedstead drinking a glass of wine as he looked at Salander, curled up with her
hands fettered behind her.
She turned off the TV and sat in the chair for a good ten minutes without looking at
him. Bjurman did not dare move a muscle. Then she got up and went into the
bathroom. When she came back she sat again in the chair. Her voice was like
sandpaper.
“I made a mistake last week,” she said. “I thought you were going to make me give
you a blow job again, which is disgusting enough in your case, but not so
disgusting that I couldn’t do it. I thought I could easily acquire good
documentation to prove you’re a filthy old prick. I misjudged you. I didn’t
understand how fucking sick you were.
“I’m going to speak plainly,” she said. “This video shows you raping a mentally
handicapped twenty-four-year-old girl for whom you were appointed guardian.
And you have no idea how mentally handicapped I can be if push comes to shove.
Anyone who sees this video will discover that you’re not merely a pervert but an
insane sadist. This is the second and I hope the last time I’ll ever have to watch this
video. It’s quite instructive, don’t you think? My guess is that you’re the one who’s
going to be institutionalised, not me. Are you following me so far?”
She waited. He did not react, but she could see him quivering. She grabbed the
whip and flicked it right over his genitals.
“Are you following me?” she said more loudly. He nodded.
“Good. So we’re singing from the same song sheet.”
She pulled the chair up close so she could look into his eyes.
“What do you think we should do about this problem?” He could not give her an
answer. “Have you any good ideas?” When he did not react she reached out and