Devil's Touch

Chapter 9.

"You know him..?"

He looks at Eric.

"Yes, that"s Eric. I know him from school. Do you care about people?"

Evy"s voice is not the whisper that Eric had expected, and, without thinking, he takes a step back. Evy"s voice is exactly as he remembers it. Fredericsson leans in over the bed a little, but stops when he can see how much it bothers Evy.

"I"m sorry."



Fredericsson stands up straight.

"Yes, I care about people."

There are voices out in the hall and he turns toward them, clearly annoyed. He looks at the nurse briefly and then at Evy again.

"Is it OK to close the door?"

The nurse nods and closes the door silently.

"Yes, I care about people, and I care about you and what has happened to you. I care about him."

He points at Eric, who swallows.

"What has he got to do with everything?"

He lowers his finger, but his eyes are still on Eric.

"His name is Eric Brown. You say you went to school with him."

Evy"s eyes drift a little and then turn to Eric.

"Yes, that"s Eric. I went to school with him."

Fredericsson squints a little while he looks from Evy to Eric and back again.

"So, back to the question. Who did this?"

She sighs and looks straight at Fredericsson.

"I don"t know."

Fredericsson shakes his head.

"I don"t believe that."

He bends down over her and Evy gasps as he lifts the blanket away from her throat.

"The cut is in the front of your throat. You must"ve looked him right in the eye when it happened."

She shakes her head and looks briefly over at Eric.

"No, no."

Fredericsson steps between her and Eric so their eye contact is broken. The nurse coughs a little and Fredericsson slowly turns to her.

"Yes?"

"A few more minutes, then you have to leave."

Fredericsson stares at the nurse for a while until his breathing is normal again. Then he looks at Evy.

"What you need to remember is this: The cut on your throat will always be there to remind you of this day."

He turns to Eric and continues.

"This was a deliberate attack."

The look in Fredericsson"s eyes and the firmness of his voice makes Eric move around restlessly. Then Fredericsson turns to face Evy again.

"If it happened the way I think it did, the gla.s.s wall was broken first. That means that he had to get up and walk around 15 feet to get the piece of gla.s.s. Did you wait around for that?"

The nurse"s cough is louder this time.

"Remember, this was a deliberate attack. He didn"t succeed the first time."

He quickly looks at Eric.

"Maybe he"ll succeed the second time."

Slowly he turns to Evy again.

"Remember that."

He looks at her for a long time.

"And take care of yourself."

He turns his face to Eric and nods at the door. Eric turns around mechanically to open it. Fredericsson fastens the door so it won"t close again and indicates to Eric that he should go out in the hall. Fredericsson stops in the door and looks at the nurse who is now very close to him.

"Why is that young man here if he isn"t police?"

Fredericsson looks at her for a long time and pushes out his lower lip.

"Because I"m sure he has something to do with this."

"Could he have done it?"

Fredericsson smiles.

"Look at him, he"s a physical wreck. He would never have the strength to do that to her. She"s young and strong."

Eric freezes as he turns and looks back.

"Of course."

The nurse whispers and steps away from him. Fredericsson walks through the door without noticing Eric, who is following his every move with his eyes wide open.

"Oh, by the way. How bad is it?"

Fredericsson stops to face the nurse again. She grabs his arms and pulls him out into the hall, leaving Eric in front of the open door.

"He only just missed the main artery in her neck. If he hadn"t it would have been over unless she had had help very fast."

Eric slips quickly into the room while he puts his hand into his pocket. He puts down the phone on the cover of the bed and quickly turns around. Evy"s hand reaches his and for a moment they look at each other.

"I have given a false name. Don"t mention my real one."

Eric"s voice is just an out of breath whisper that hangs in the air.

"Yes, I noticed. Brown, you couldn"t come up with something better?"

"It"s an ugly cut, but it"s not critical. It will probably heal fast."

Eric slips through the door and looks down the hall, where a nurse catches his eye before disappearing into a room.

"With good care, the wound should turn out all right, and maybe something more can be done later."

Fredericsson frowns and turns his head toward the room behind him.

"But there will always be a scar."

Fredericsson waves his hand around and the nurse stops. He turns to Evy who has hidden the phone under the covers. Fredericsson looks at Eric who is standing with his back turned watching a nurse further down the hall. He pushes out his lip while he watches Eric.

"She also has a broken rib from one of the blows."

Fredericsson turns to face the nurse.

"You can"t see anything... Those blows were given by someone who knows how to hit without leaving any marks."

Fredericsson looks at her thoughtfully.

"Do you mean that this isn"t the first time?"

"Or it"s something that isn"t meant to be discovered."

"We"ll place a guard in front of the door. Until then, please keep a close eye on things."

The nurse looks in the same direction as Fredericsson and for a moment they are both watching Eric. Fredericsson walks over to him at looks him in the eye.

"It"s time you went home."

Eric looks at him.

"But..."

"There"s nothing here for you anymore. Go home."

He takes Eric"s arm and reluctantly Eric turns and follows him to the elevator. Fredericsson pushes the b.u.t.ton.

"By the way."

Fredericsson turns to face Eric again.

"We"re missing a phone from the crime scene. A pink one."

Fredericsson pushes out his lip.

"You don"t happen to know where it is?"

Eric"s eyes wander a little and then he shakes his head.

"The officers saw it when they arrived at the scene. They say you couldn"t miss it. Did you see it?"

Eric shakes his head vigorously.

"I have a feeling we"ll talk again."

Fredericsson lets go of Eric"s arm and the elevator doors open.

"See you, Eric."

Fredericsson steps back and lets Eric enter the elevator.

Chapter 9.

The doors of the elevator close and in the mirror wall inside he looks into the eyes of a stranger. The eyes are full of fear and pain and there"s also a deep resonance of a man who has given up. For a moment he wonders whether he slept at all last night, but stops himself. He knows deep down that he"s trying to escape the truth. He did sleep last night. He holds out his jacket and looks down at his chest and his stomach before closing his eyes hard. Where the stomach should be there"s only a hollow and his shirt is too big around his waist. His chest, which he used to be so proud of, now looks like the chest of a boy. He closes his jacket and holds it tight around his body while he looks at his delicate hands. The bones are clearly visible through the skin and his knuckles are white. There"s a sound behind him and the elevator doors open. He sees how a dark hole opens up behind him and in the faint light he can see the outlines of a long, empty corridor.

Outside the elevator there"s a handwritten sign: Be careful, no proper lighting. He shivers, the sound repeats itself, and the doors close behind him. Once again, he"s alone with the strange person in the mirror. He leans his head against the mirror and repeats to himself in a loud voice: "I don"t want to be scared anymore. I don"t want to be scared anymore."

He hears the doors opening behind him and in the mirror he sees a blond man in a tan suede jacket. It takes a while before Eric turns around. The man quickly steps to the side. In his hazy brain, Eric registers the sound of another elevator door opening.

"Yes, she"s in the hospital. Hmm. There was also the young man from the apartment. Eric Brown. I would like to read the file on him."

© 2024 www.topnovel.cc