Auf Einmal Page #3

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- But you did come together.

- No.

When I came to your

house Friday night...

she was in front of the building.

Yes?

I rang...

When no one answered she said

to me, they can't hear you.

I thought she was also waiting

for you to open up.

Then I called your mobile.

You didn't answer.

We were just standing there.

I smoked a cigarette.

Anna didn't want one.

Finally you called me back.

When the door opened

we walked in together

and went upstairs.

That's how it was.

I didn't know Anna.

So none of us knew Anna?

So it seems.

- So it seems!

- Yes.

Didn't you ask her

how she knows us?

No. I didn't.

But I introduced myself to her.

You must have noticed.

- No.

- How come?

I...

Even if you thought

she was a friend of mine...

It's normal, asking

where do you know each other from!

Had you ever seen her

with me and Laura?

No, but she might have

been a colleague.

You might at least have asked me.

You bring someone in

who no one knows at all.

- Sorry.

- You find someone on the street.

Sorry. I made a mistake.

It wasn't on purpose.

Great.

I was already drunk when I arrived.

We were all drunk, Caro!

Okay.

She didn't die because

you brought her.

That's true.

But she might not

have died at ours.

Karsten could have also asked

who she was.

- When?

- Why Karsten?

- I had no opportunity.

- You could have asked yourselves.

- Guys!

- When Karsten had the chance,

she suddenly fell ill.

- Isn't it?

- Yes!

What happened, happened.

Okay?

It's like this...

a stranger came round.

She might have been a thief.

Is nothing missing?

No.

If she'd planned that, she'd have

taken what she wanted and left.

To my mind...

she didn't want to leave.

Maybe she was on the

run from someone.

I made a video that night.

Want to see it?

- They're getting married.

- We're getting married!

I'm getting married, too!

Don't put it on Facebook!

That's mad.

I can't remember that at all.

We were really drunk.

No clue.

I only remember one thing.

She looked sad.

To me, she was someone...

who had a problem.

I didn't tell anyone, but...

I'm afraid

she might have committed suicide.

What do you mean by that?

I've no idea...

We talked about it just before.

She was on the balcony.

I thought she was going to jump.

I asked her if she was suicidal.

A moment later she was ill.

It's weird, right?

She didn't seem

suicidal to me at all.

But I didn't talk to her for long.

What did you talk about?

Nothing, really.

Just hi...

But...

she looked healthy and happy.

It's funny that all the men

remember what she looked like.

Karsten, you have

to tell the police.

Yes.

You shouldn't have kept it secret.

What?

It wasn't a secret.

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