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his underpants, he pulled the quilt over his head and shoulders and wore it like a wrap.
'What are you doing?' Eva Lind asked.
'I'm cold,' Erlendur said.
'I mean, the hotel room, why don't you just go home?' She inhaled deep into her lungs, almost a third of the cigarette frizzled away, and then she exhaled, filling the room with smoke.
'I don't know. I don't...' Erlendur stopped.
'Feel like getting yourself home?'
'Somehow it didn't seem right. A man was murdered in this hotel today, have you heard?'
'Santa Claus, wasn't it? Was he murdered?'
'The doorman. He was supposed to play Santa for the children in the hotel. How are you doing?'
'Great,' Eva Lind said.
'Still at work?'
'Yes.'
Erlendur watched her. She looked better. She was still as skinny as ever but the rings under her beautiful blue eyes had faded and her cheeks were not so sunken. He didn't think she had touched drugs for almost eight months. Not since she had a miscarriage and lay in a coma at the hospital, halfway between this world and the next. When she was discharged from the hospital she moved in with him and got herself a steady job for the first time in two years. For the past few months she had been renting a room in town.
'How did you find out where I was?' Erlendur asked.
'I couldn't get you on your mobile so I called the station and was told you had checked in to the hotel. What's going on? Why don't you go home?'
'I don't really know what to say,' Erlendur said. 'Christmas is a funny time.'
'Yeah,' Eva Lind said, and they fell silent.
'Heard anything from your brother?' Erlendur asked.
'Sindri's still working out of town,' Eva Lind said, and the cigarette hissed as it burned down to the filter. Ash dropped to the floor. She looked for an ashtray but couldn't see one, so she stood the cigarette up on end on the desk to let it burn out.
'And your mother?' Erlendur said. It was always the same questions, and the answers were generally the same as well.
'OK. Slaving away as usual.'
Erlendur said nothing. Eva Lind watched the blue cigarette smoke curling up from the desk.
'I don't know if I can hold out any longer,' she said, staring at the smoke.
Erlendur looked up from beneath his quilt.
There was a knock on the door and they exchanged looks of surprise. Eva stood up and opened the door. A member of staff was standing in the corridor, dressed in his hotel jacket. He said he worked at reception.
'Smoking is prohibited here,' was the first thing he said when he looked inside the room.
'I asked her to put it out,' Erlendur said, sitting in his underpants under the quilt. 'She's never listened to me.'
'And it's prohibited to have girls in the rooms too,' the man said. 'Because of what happened.'
Eva Lind gave a faint smile and looked over at her father. Erlendur looked up at his daughter and then at the employee.
'We were told a girl had come up here,' he continued. 'That's not allowed. You'll have to leave. Now."
He stood in the doorway, waiting for Eva Lind to accompany him. Erlendur stood up, still with the quilt over his shoulders, and walked over to the man.
'She's my daughter,' he said.
'Of course,' the man from the reception said, as if that was none of his business.
'Seriously; Eva Lind said.
The man looked at each of them in turn.
'I don't want any trouble,' he said.
'Bugger off then and leave us in peace,' Eva Lind said.
He stood looking at Eva Lind and at Erlendur in his underpants beneath the quilt, and did not budge.
'There's something wrong with the radiator in here,' Erlendur said. 'It doesn't heat up.'
'She'll have to come with me,' the man said.
Eva Lind looked at her father and shrugged.
'We'll talk later,' she said. 'I'm not taking this bullshit'
'What do you mean, you can't hold out any longer?' Erlendur said.
'We'll talk later,' Eva said, and went out of the door.
The man smiled at Erlendur.
'Are you going to do something about the radiator in here?' Erlendur asked.
'I'll notify maintenance,' he said, and closed the door.
Erlendur sat