"Welcome!" Westin yelled, trying to make himself heard above the wind. "I'm taking you back right away. Dinner's ready."
He took Wallander's bag while Wallander climbed aboard unsteadily. He was freezing. It was rapidly getting much colder.
"So you finally made it up here," Westin said when Wallander entered the wheelhouse.
At that moment Wallander no longer felt hesitant. He was glad to be there. Westin swung the boat around and Wallander grabbed at the side to keep his balance. When they made their way out of the harbour, he felt the hold of the waves on the boat getting stronger.
"Do you get seasick or nervous in this kind of weather?" Westin asked.
He asked the question in a light-hearted manner but there was real concern in his voice.
"Probably," Wallander said.
Westin increased his speed and they sped out onto open water. Wallander suddenly realised he was enjoying himself. No one knew where he was, no one could reach him. For the first time in a long while, he could relax.
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