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Tom looks at his watch; 19.35 - perfect. He arrives at old classy town of

Vedbæk, where he passes Hotel Marina on his left, a smart modern hotel that at
first glance most resembles a kind of building complex in white, built in typical

70’s architectural style, other than that, there is just massive old mansions that

characterize the area. His GPS tells him that in about a hundred meters he must
turn left. As he is looking around from inside the car, he notices that never before

has he experienced Strandvejen this quiet. He has only seen two cars since

Hellerup.
On King George's road is shining bright with so much snow on it; Tom is

now very careful with his driving, and slowly moves through the snowdrifts. His
GPS is showing that he has to get down to the end of the road. As he reaches the

end, white buildings appear and his GPS shows that he is about to meet his

desired destination. He makes a turn into he into the parking lot and parks the
car between two SUV’s. He gets out of his vehicle and crosses the road in a brisk

motion, towards one of the white houses. As he’s treading along his ends up

sticking his leg en a pile of snow; shit, he didn’t see it. Before he decides to go any
further, he stops and cleans his boot.

"Good evening " He jumps up in surprise.
A female voice right behind him continues as he turns around: “Are you

Tom Halvorsen?”

She must have been there under one of the roofs next to the garbage
containers.

"Eh, yeah. I am. And who might you be?” he answers back to woman. She

walks a few steps closer towards him, now the light from the wind trap
illuminates her. Tom makes a greeting gesture to her.

"How do you know?" he continues, slightly shaken. It bothers him that he

did not see her come – never leave your backside open. "Well, my name is Inge-
Lise, I have been waiting for you. Come along now," says the old woman.

"Well, wha-" He doesn’t get to finished the sentence, before she starts

moving. She leads him on to the big white house, which is a posh nursing home.
She pushes a big red button and two glass doors moves aside, granting them

entrance to the complex The two glass sliding doors slide back in place behind,
as the walk in to the small foyer of the nursing home.