Next day
*Astrid*
I have just picked Malthe up after his first real day in School, and we are driving home to my house, him telling about his teachers and new classmates, when I get a call on the police radio in my car.
As always I listen curiously, if it is nearby or related to any of my cases.
“It’s a break in, six blocks back”. I say mostly to myself, before pushing the button on the radio and telling dispatch that I am in the area and will check it out.
I pull over the car and look at Malthe, I can’t risk bringing him. “Out … Now”.
“Are you serious ?” He stares at me like I just sprouted another head.
“We are two blocks from the house”. I point out. “Walking builds character and calf muscles”.
He gets out and turns to look at me through the window, with one of those looks only
