The Uninvited

which made her seek comfort in a lover.That’s when she called me ‘a robot madeof meat’.But I am not a robot made of meat.In that moment, though, I wished I was.The early part of the train journey toStockholm is long and pleasantlyuneventful, through the dusty post-harvestlandscapes of Belgium and Germany. Ispend the first few hours reading thecomplex financial documents Ashok hassent. The day after his sabotage wasrevealed, Jonas Svensson swallowedmore than a hundred aspirin. If his teenageson Erik had not come home from schoolearly and found him, he’d have died.There’s a ferry to the Danish island ofZealand, then another train to the Central