“It’s a TV series... about a guy who murders people.”
He trails off, then starts poking the toe of his shoe into the gaps between the paving stones outside Ove’s front door.
Ove shakes his head. It’s unclear to whom the Lanky One was primarily aiming what he just said.
“I have some things to get on with,” he says curtly to Parvaneh and takes a firm grip on the door handle.
Parvaneh gives the Lanky One a purposeful jab in the side with her elbow.
The Lanky One looks as if he’s trying to drum up some courage;
he glances at Parvaneh, and looks at Ove with the expression of someone expecting the whole world to start firing rubber bands at him.
“Well, the thing is, we actually came because I could do with borrowing a few things...”
Ove raises his eyebrows. “What ‘things’?” The Lanky One clears his throat.
“A ladder. And an Eileen key.” “You mean an Allen key?” Parvaneh nods.
The Lanky One looks puzzled. “It’s an Eileen key, isn’t it?”
“Allen key,” Parvaneh and Ove correct at the same time.
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