Studio Sex Page #2

- She was a dancer.

I work behind the bar.

- Aren't you a journalist?

- Yes, that's right.

The club was

only something temporary.

- Not for you, no?

- No. Do you have a problem with that?

Sorry. I just wanted to get a better

picture of Josefin.

- Do you want some water?

- No, thank you.

Is that why she had a breast

implant? I saw her at the park.

- Or not?

- That was Joachim's idea. Her friend.

He's the club owner.

He paid for it.

She danced for him to pay it off.

She always joked about it.

"Now I only have one breast."

I was so happy when she asked

if I wanted to share the flat with her.

I had nowhere else to go.

- Joachim wasn't so happy, but...

- Why not?

He'd rather

keep her just for himself.

But I had little choice.

So I came here.

You shouldn't write all this.

Was he jealous?

He loved her very much.

Everyone could see that.

She said so herself. It was great

he could cry and show his emotions.

It's important for

people to know that,

after what's

happened to Josefin.

That she was a stripper

in her friend's club.

The police know all that.

I want something positive written

about Josefin, not that she...

- People have prejudices.

- Your name won't appear.

- It will get known soon enough.

- But not mine.

You don't understand. If Joachim

suspected I talked to...

You can't write about

that, okay? Promise.

I promise.

Hi. To Nybrogatan 26.

- You have a suspect. Her friend.

- What do you mean?

You don't deny it could be him?

Often the perpetrator

is known to the

victim, you know that

just as well as me.

And the search for clues?

She was raped, there must be DNA.

This is logical,

they were a couple.

They got into an

argument and she left.

This is his story. Don't

speculate about him.

What were they arguing about?

- We've found her clothes.

- Where?

- At a recycling center in Hogdalen.

- Are these really her clothes?

- Yes, but they're useless as evidence.

- Why?

They are mixed with

other garbage.

Write about that, but

forget about her friend.

- Why?

- Because I said so.

What is this nonsense

about clothes or

someone in her environment?

Pure speculation.

- This isn't a teen magazine.

- It's everything I have.

And that flat mate has

fascinating little

to report about.

She's sad, so what?

- She was really sad.

- Well.

If they were such great

friends, you should

have been able to

elicit more from her.

- Go, talk to her parents.

- They don't want to. I've tried.

Bengtzon has nothing.

We must fill the gap.

Ask our criminologist, this seems

like a serial killer.

Yes. This guy

and I love each other.

You need to locate the friend.

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