'Mimmi was on her way to a date and a movie with a girlfriend Salander had never heard of. Since she was made up outrageously and dressed in something awful with what looked like a dog's collar round her neck, Salader assumed it was one of Mimmi's flames, and when Mimmi asked if she wanted to come along, she said no thanks. She had no desire to end up in a threesome with one of Mimmi's long-legged girlfriends who was no doubt unfathomably sexy but would make her feel like an idiot. Anyway, Salander had something to do in town, so they took the tunnelbana together to Hotorget, and there they parted.
Salander walked to OnOff on Sveeavagen and made it with two minutes to spare before closing time. She bought a toner cartridge for her laser printer and asked them to take it out of the box so that it would fit in her rucksack.
When she came out of the shop, she was thirsty and hungry. She walked to Stureplan, where she decided on Cafe Hedon, a place she had never been to before or even heard about. She instantly recognised Nils Bjurman from behind and turned right around in the doorway. She stood by the picture window facing the pavement and craned her neck so that she could observe her guardian from behind a serving counter.
The sight of Bjurman aroused no dramatic feelings in Salander; not anger, nor hatred, nor fear. As far as she was concerned, the world would assuredly be a better place without him, but he was alive only because she had decided that he would be more useful to her that way. She looked across at the man opposite Bjurman, and her eyes widened when he stood up. Click.
He was an exceptionally big man, at least two metres tall and well built. Exceptionally well built, as a matter of fact. He had a weak face and short blond hair, but overall he made a very powerful impression.
Salander saw the man lean forward and say something.....'
- Debolina Raja Gupta