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“Finally, some real money,” he mutters out to himself.

He throws himself back on the couch again. He picks up the remote control lying
next to him on the couch and turns on the TV, looking for the news channel.

A serious looking, clean-cut journalist meets his eyes.

“Live from Østerbro” is the text on screen beneath the reporter.
“Two Danish agents have been shot a woman and a man. One is now

deceased and now is fighting for her life at the hospital at this moment,” says the

news reporter, filling up his living room with noise.
Four days ago Janokovic was contacted by two germans. First on the phone, then

they came to his residence. They knew his phone number and address already,
which had made him extremely suspicious. His name was still out there,

circulating in criminal circles. He’s been in the game for a long time, so it wasn’t a

surprised he was remembered by some. The last 4 years he has been more inside
the prisons than out, which had tarnished his criminal reputation a bit.

When they came to his flat, they had offered him a lot of money, just as

long as he was willing to hand over Olina's phone number. He was convinced by
greed and fear, thus he gave in and handed over her number, receiving his cash.

His despise for Olina had grown gradually more prevalent over the years.

What good is it to have sister who never helped him once in her life, though

being highly ranked within the Danish intelligence service, she didn’t even
bother to talk with him. The only reason he has her number is because of the

letter. He could contact her if he wants to leave Denmark, being as a far away as

possible from her. She never wanted to meet him in all his time in the country.
The only thing that mattered was the family name. They actually hate him, the

black sheep of the family, a stain on the proud Croatian Tomick clan.

The news-anchor talks about a possible connection between the shooting on
Østerbro and the attack on Kronborg Castle. There’s now pictures on the screen

of the crashed Helicopter.

“A fierce firefight took place at Kronborg last night between the police
and the suspected terrorists,“ says the reporter.

It is they who are behind it, the two Germans. He must leave his house - and
Kokkedal as well - now. But his two cats, what is he going to do with them?