under the name Micke, previously focusing on the Organization’s recruitment base, served as “junior pimp,” a so- called whore-watcher, for the prostitute who is currently missing. He has observed a number of suspicious visitors and persons who have approached the prostitute in recent weeks. There is probably a connection between the missing prostitute and the murders. For further information, see X’s report, Attachment 1.
Jelena Lukic: The so-called brothel madam, directly subordinate to Korhan, 720329-0288, born in the former Yugoslavia, currently Serbia-Montenegro. Came to Sweden when she was two years old.
Had previously worked as a masseuse and pedicurist. Her latest reported income was 214,000 kronor, income from investments, jobs as a masseuse, as well as gambling winnings.
Her criminal record includes only traffic violations.
Lukic had been active within the sex-trade industry, involved in pandering, since the end of the 1990s. In 2002, her “stable” of between three and four prostitutes was taken over by Korhan, at which time she began to do business with Petrovic, primarily in the above-mentioned brothel in Hallonbergen. Lukic is also believed to have run a so-called call-girl business with seven or eight women, primarily Swedish citizens. The women within this call-girl business have been rented out for representational events with foreign clients, for example, and as escorts during meetings of gentlemen’s clubs and at private parties.
Internal Conflicts
The Surveillance Group has gathered information that points to the fact that an internal conflict has developed within the Organization. One man within the Organization, active as Radovan Kranjic’s personal bodyguard, has informed the Surveillance Group’s sources that a “cleaning out” of certain persons within the Organization has taken place. Mrado Slovovic (described in report number 7) and Nenad Korhan have been “demoted” and removed from their positions in coat-check racketeering, cocaine sales, and the sex trade in Stockholm. Kranjic has decided that these two are to be moved down in the hierarchy and that their duties and areas of responsibility will be taken over by others. The Surveillance Group’s working hypothesis is that this has all been done in the interest of eliminating threats against Kranjic.
The Surveillance Group believes that the murders of Petrovic and Lukic are connected to the internal conflict described above. X observed that in the days leading up to the murders, the brothel in Hallonbergen was repeatedly visited by an unknown man. The man also contacted the missing prostitute as well as met her outside the brothel on at least one occasion. What took place between them is unclear, since X was not permitted to remain close to the prostitute during their interaction. The man is swarthy, dark-skinned, and around thirty years old. Since March 13 of this year, the prostitute has not been in touch with X, which is why the police have reported her missing. The Surveillance Group is working with several theories as to the motives behind the murders. One is that Kranjic, because of the internal conflict, wants to prevent Korhan from breaking out on his own and starting new prostitution businesses. Another theory is that Korhan and Slovovic committed the murders together in order to destabilize Kranjic’s business empire.
Measures
The Surveillance Group suggests the following measures be taken in response to the report presented above:
1.
Continue searching for the thirty-year-old man who met the prostitute on several occasions.
2.
Continue searching for the missing prostitute.
3.
Search for the rest of the women who are believed to have been active as prostitutes in the brothel.
4.
Search for the men who are believed to have purchased sexual services in the brothel.
5.
Continue the surveillance work, with a focus on Slovovic and Korhan.
Regarding Budget for the measures, see Attachment 2.
Criminal Investigation Department
Superintendant Bjorn Stavgard
Special Investigator Stefan Krans
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Jorge, que angst. Been in bed for a week-like sick or something.
Abdulkarim’d asked, “Ey, fuck’s up with you, Jorge? Fever, or what? You gotta keep us rollin’.”
He’d run through that night over and over again. Replayed the events in his mind. Play/rewind-play/rewind. Sometimes, frame by frame. Like a video producer.
The shotgun shots’d been unplanned, dangerous. Dumb as hell.
Went over the situation one more time. Hopefully, he hadn’t left any DNA on the spot. Had just gone in, popped the Yugo pigs, plucked the laptop and the cell phone. Hadn’t touched anything with his hands, even held the door handle with his sweater. Not been in a fight or torn up skin or blood. Had a hat on the whole time-probably hadn’t lost any hairs. Should be clean.
The john would probably keep his mouth shut. If he exposed Jorge, he’d be exposing his own habits. No one else in the apartment’d seen him; the whore in the other room hadn’t even looked up. Had anyone in the area seen him? At four in the morning? The cops would go door-to-door. Ask every neighbor in all of Hallonbergen. There was a risk that someone’d seen him. But that risk was pequenito. His description would fit thousands of others.
Should be tight.
Footprints were a possibility; the weather’d been sticky. On the other hand, Jorge’d filled his shoes with rocks and dumped them in Edsviken Bay first thing the morning after.
The big danger: that Fahdi would start wondering. Check his shotgun. Discover residue or that shells were missing. Make a connection with the latest front-page news in the underworld.
Everyone was speculating. Theorizing. Analyzing. Abdulkarim suspected some john hadn’t been able to pay and was scared of being exposed. Freaked and cleared out the only ones who could mess up his life. Fahdi suspected other Yugos. There were rumors about internal disputes. Division in the bar Mafia. JW suspected other gangs. Speculated about market divisions within the city’s organized-crime scene to calm the war between the HA and the Bandidos.
Jorge kept a low profile. It was one thing to live on the lam after a nonviolent escape from a prison sentence for a drug conviction. Totally different to be on the run for a double homicide.
His hope: that no trails led to him.
Nevertheless: Jorge wished he could send Radovan a greeting. Just so the Yugo’d know who was after him and why. Message: This is just the beginning, repayment for whatever you’ve done with Nadja and what you did to me.
A stroke of good bloodbath juju-the laptop he’d grabbed’d survived his plug pulling. The battery’d kicked in. A stroke of bad bloodbath juju-log-in info was needed to rouse it from sleep mode: control/alt/delete, user name and password. Jorge couldn’t get in. Needed help.
Cock.
Maybe he could find some hacker who could do it-break into Stockholm’s now most wanted computer.
But not today. Today, he was gonna see Paola.
On his way to see her, the first time since he’d busted out. Longest period they’d ever gone without seeing each other. She’d visited him at Osteraker a couple of months before he cut loose. Complained that he’d gotten cocky. Didn’t she understand the environment he was in?
Jorge didn’t dare boost cars anymore. More scared of police checkpoints than ever. Before he’d shot the pimp and the brothel madam-if the cops collared him, he’d be sent right back inside. Hardly get any add-on for the break. He’d kept it so clean, after all. Sin violence, sin crime, sin anything to pin on him. The worst that could happen was that he had to sit out the rest of his time without the possibility of parole. But now, after the shots’d been fired in Hallonbergen, it was a different story. If they got him, he could be sent away for life. His earlier fear of being busted