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There's something I want you
To know by now
Let's grab a quick sandwich
And make up no rules To go by now
And when were you going to tell me?
I'm away for a couple of days and you go behind my back?
You were not "away."
You were suspended for a week for assaulting an officer.
Morning. Morning.
What's up with your hand?
He deserved it. I slipped on the ice.
Again?
What are they yelling about?
You.
Is that him?
Yup. Be nice.
Hey. Hi.
Lukas, join us. Morning. Hi.
Hi. Have a seat, please.
Thank you.
Hulda, this is Lukas Sigrunarson.
He was with the Birmingham police in the UK.
Made quite the impression over there.
It's an honor to meet you, Hulda.
I've heard a lot about you.
How is this going to work?
Well, that's pretty simple.
Uh, you two are partners now.
Since when has this department had partners?
He'd be more, uh, learning the ropes from you
as part of the, uh...
transition.
I'm no babysitter.
I'll do my best to pick it up quickly.
I'm just here to support you before you go.
So... so he's here to push me out?
He's here to learn from a detective whose skills
are going to be sorely missed.
We'll start with your curtsy,
and learning to eat shit is another thing
you need to get really good at.
Hulda, please, you're one of our best cops.
Lukas has done some excellent work in Britain.
You two will make a great team.
If he's so excellent, why did he leave the UK
to work in Reykjavik?
Ah, you must have solved every crime at home, then.
Well, I was actually born in Iceland, and then I moved--
I don't care.
God's sake, Hulda,
you're lucky to be back at work.
Listen, I, uh...
...it's not how I wanted you to find out,
but, uh, right now,
I'd be more, uh, concerned about
keeping your record clean before you retire.
Could you please give us a minute?
Yeah, sure. Um, looking forward to working with you.
Yeah, fantastic. Thank you.
I get it.
Smile, nod,
don't make a lot of noise on your way out, right?
Hulda, retirement, it doesn't have to be
all, you know, all-or-nothing.
Oh, sh-- Spare me.
What would you know about it anyway?
I know the last week has been out of character.
It's been a year since Dimma... passed.
I'm sure this is a hard time.
And if there's anything you need...
I need to get back to work.
Thanks.
Hey.
How are you?
You should've seen the other guy.
Well, I did.
Good for you. Hmm.
Magnus thinks I'm...
...acting out because of
Dimma's death anniversary.
I miss her.
A lot.
Me, too.
Anytime you want to talk,
we could go to Dillon's, grab a drink.
Yeah, let's do that soon.
Okay.
Ah, sorry, bad habit.
Sorry about your, uh, desk. I didn't mean to...
Take it over? Yeah, no.
Yeah, you're right. Sorry.
Uh, so I looked into the Popova case,
and according to the files, all her gear was brand-new.
I'm aware.
Well, she's a refugee with no record of a job
or family money, I mean, how did she afford it?
It's not cheap.
Unless, of course, someone bought it for her.
And, um, I also tracked down
the last place that Katja was seen,
a language class.
It's run out of the Icelandic Humanitarian Society
near Briedholt, where the hostel is.
I was thinking that, um...
maybe we could head down there, talk to one of the teachers,
get a sense of the vibe.
That'd be great detective work
to get a sense of the "vibe."
Hey, uh, Hulda, is it okay if I get a ride?
My, um, car, I-I left my car downtown last night.
It's kind of--
Hey.
Stay here and work on that high-end clothing deal.
Meet me at the hostel later.
Get that finger fixed. It's ugly.
I'mma tag along
Washed up on your shore
Where to go?
I'll wait for the day
Wait till you adore me Anyway
Bjartur Hermannsson?
I'm here about a former student of yours,
Katja Popova?
Of course.
I saw. In the news.
Such a tragedy. Were you close?
Uh, not especially.
She was a really nice girl.
From what I knew of her. Mm.
They're not often here for long.
The refugees, you mean? Yeah.
S-Sorry, I mean, I...
I teach mostly refugees.
It's not an easy life for them, but, um...
Katja hid it well, I guess.
Hid what? Well...
she committed suicide, right?
I'm not at liberty to say. Oh.
Do you know the date of the last class Katja attended?
Off the top of my head, no, but...
Let me... Yeah.
Here. This Tuesday.
A few weeks ago.
A few weeks ago and you didn't report it?
No. I mean, people are free to come and go as they please.
But I've, uh, got here that she left during the break.
Do you know where she was going?
No. Sorry.
Did she have friends in class,
anyone in particular she hung out with?
There is this Russian girl. Mm-hmm.
Elena.
Elena Dubrovsky. Right.
Do you know if Katja ever worked somewhere, off the books?
Look, I don't know for sure.
But she had a lot of interest from men.
Was she seeing anyone, do you think?
Maybe. Thanks.
Ooh, uh--
Uh, I did see her get picked up a couple times in a 4x4.
Anything more specific?
It was black.
Looked expensive.
There was a rumor going around
that she was earning money from sex.
Did you report that? Well, it was just a rumor.
And to be honest, no one asked.
Can you confirm where you went after class that day?
I would have been at football.
The rec center can verify that, I'm sure.
Can I get the details of the other students--
names, numbers?
Sure. Great.
Thanks.
I need you to call all Katja's classmates.
Their details are here. Okay.
And, uh, find out who she was hanging with,
like, we know she's really close with Elena Dubrovsky,
that we're, hopefully, gonna talk to now.
Yeah. And the teacher claims
that he was working the day she disappeared.
So confirm that. Okay.
And what time Katja was leaving. Yeah, sure.
Yeah. Oh, and I looked into the clothing.
I'm still trying to confirm, uh, where and when it was purchased.
Okay. So... Excuse me.
I'll ask the questions and you stay in the background, okay?
Okay. Sure. Good.
Let's go find Elena.
We can have a cake.
Okay. We can make at home.
Okay. Cat fur cake?
No. Spiderweb cake.
Spiderweb cake? That's gross.
Get names and headshots
of other tenants, okay?
Okay.
Do you have my key? Uh, I will grab it.
Is Elena Dubrovsky here?
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