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bathroom in a determinedly manor, switching on the water for a shower. Then

she opens the toilet cupboard and finds the box of Paracetamols, fills the
porcelain mug from Royal Copenhagen with water and flushes down pills. She

drinks in big swigs. She takes off her blouse and stands just in her bra and

panties, looking at herself in the mirror, as the phone rings - as expected.
"Olina." It's Karin on the phone. “I just wanted to say that we are over at Bjørn's

now, and we are ready. The flight to Munich leaves in two hours and twenty

minutes, so we still have time. We just have to be out of here in an hour to drive
straight out to the airport to catch the plane. No coming to Niels Kristian and the

rest of the airport police beforehand. You know, Bjørn likes it like that.”
It was Karin who had been assigned to the ungrateful task of Bjørn to make sure

Olina was ready.

"See ya," says Olina and hangs up.
She takes off the rest of her clothes and goes under the hot breeze. She soaps in

her supple body, and the scent of the lavender soap makes her to regain her

balance and grace. It is her strength and balance she is most anxious about
losing.

"Damn," she says out loud. "Don't let your brain play with you."
After the bath, she putting on clothes, lingerie from Chanel; she has always been

wearing the most expensive lingerie that she could find. Then puts on a yellow

turtleneck-sweater and a pair of tight black jeans from Armani, a pair of black
low-cut socks, as well as her essential Nike shoes. She locates her new leather

jacket and places it on the chair. She quickly finishes packing her small travel-bag

with two sweaters, another pair of jeans, underwear, socks and the crucial toilet
bag, which is always packed so she doesn't waste time.

Then she walks to the other side of the office and presses a button her mobile

phone; a door in the middle of the room wall opens up. She is equally surprised
every time, what piece of work this is. The craftsmen who have made the door

have done an excellent job with the utmost precision. Beforehand she would

never have guessed that there was a secret door in the middle of the wall
showing for a closet filled with weapons. It is impossible to see with the naked

eye that there should be a weapon cabinet a little to the right of the wall. She
opens the cabinet-door a little further, then she presses her phone again, and this