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of a Father Germany. Immaculately dressed in a dark grey suit, in conversation

with different organizers of the various events, usually with a pint in his hand,
making him common. It’s hard to imagine that Dieter Stormann was the father of

Kräsen's current boss, Gustav Kräsen.

At first glance, Gustav Kräsen is the epitome of a cynical, modern businessman –
of the worst kind. Unlike his father, he has managed to avoid all contact with the

general public, he changed his surname from Stormann to Kräsen, and every

move he makes, seems thoroughly calculated, his booming Swiss bank accounts
and his harsh business methods, has made him even more unsympathetic than

the CEO Klaus Bonnert. Bonnert had been the face of the company outwards, un-
til his recent death; a situation, in which Tom was involved.

The Danish and German intelligence services know that it is Gustav Kräsen who

is either part of an extensive network of illegal art traders or - and this is the the-
ory that Tom is most inclined to believe - he is the real mastermind behind it all;

a narcissistic and cold person who, with any means necessary, carries out his

shady endeavours. It is almost impossible to believe that Dieter Stormann is his
father of such a culprit.

A light doubt suddenly starts forming in his mind. To visit Inge-Lise in the middle
of all this confusion - does it make sense? She could be demented, not s not able

to remember anything at all. But his perfectionism prevailed and the doubt is

pushed aside. Is it strange that one of the country's foremost agents, possibly the
foremost, goes out of his way to try and pull something relevant out of an old

lady – no, every stone must be turned. “Tom Halvorsen the perfectionist,” had

Bjørn always jokingly said, though it had serious undertones. Now he’s living up
to his name.

Tom’s moving fast in the down the posh Strandvejen, meaning the Beach Road,

as the snowfall starts to increase. There hasn’t been any salt sprinkled on the
roads yet, and with the high pace he is driving, it makes the car repeatedly make

a little wheel spin from time to time.

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