The Healer (22 page)

I pour some coffee, sit down at the table, turn on my e-reader, and read the news. For some reason it doesn't depress me anymore, although it gets steadily worse as time goes by. When I saw Jaatinen yesterday, he said it was because I look at life the same way that he does now—realistically, without baseless expectations, without looking backward. He seemed to be saying that I'm living life one day at a time. I didn't contradict him.

The purpose of his visit was not just to check up on my attitude. He told me the investigation was complete—they had verified that Väntinen had killed dozens of people and that Gromov had conspired with him and blackmailed Lassi Uutela.

I tried to tell Jaatinen that I already knew all that, but he didn't seem to want to hear what I was saying. So I let him go through the whole thing one more time. We also went through those minutes in the rail yard, without learning anything new. When he finally left, he had the same disappointed look on his face that he'd had at Christmas.

I don't know why I'm turning all this over in my mind when my eye falls on the instant message icon, which I click without thinking. It's Good Friday, and I'm not expecting anyone to get in touch with me.

The subject alone says a lot:
THE BATTLE FOR GOOD CONTINUES
.

I read the message. It's well written, clearly argued, and completely unnerving.

I get up and walk to my office. I get out the backpack that I shoved to the very back of the closet at Christmas. Inside, I find what I'm looking for.

Just as I'm opening the bedroom door, I remember the frantic thoughts I had when Johanna disappeared. I remember wondering which was worse, complete certainty that the worst has happened, or fear, building up moment by moment. A sudden collapse, or slow, crumbling disintegration.

Maybe I should be satisfied now that I know the answer.

Johanna's eyelids flutter, the spring sunshine is relentless. It pierces through the fabric of the blinds and soon conquers the entire room. Johanna doesn't waken as I lie down beside her. She presses her head deeper into her pillow.

I can't resist touching her fingers. As I brush them lightly, they withdraw a bit at first, but then they let me intertwine my own fingers with them. Something happens when I touch Johanna. Something in my heart stirs, something says this is right—this is good.

And it is good. I'm a part of her, and she's a part of me. We're as happy as two people can be in this world. Whatever happens, I will love Johanna.

I wait patiently, and when she wakes up, I tell her why I have a gun in my hand.

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

A
NTTI
T
UOMAINEN
(b. 1971) was an award-winning copywriter in the advertising industry before he made his literary debut in 2007 as a suspense author. In 2011 Tuomainen's third novel,
Parantaja (The Healer)
, was awarded the Clue Award for “Best Finnish Crime Novel 2011” and is being translated into 23 languages.

 

T
HE
H
EALER.
Copyright © 2010 by Antti Tuomainen. Translation Copyright © 2013 by Lola Rogers. All rights reserved. For information, address Henry Holt and Co., 175 Fifth Avenue, New York, NY 10010.

Originally published in Finland in 2010 under the title
Parantaja
by Helsinki-Kirirat, Helsinki.

www.henryholt.com

Jacket photographs: Man/foreground © Nikki Smith/Arcangel Images, buildings © Nikki Smith/Arcangel Images, cloud of smoke © James Orndorf/Arcangel Images

The Library of Congress has cataloged the print edition as follows:

Tuomainen, Antti.

[Parantaja. English]

The healer/Antti Tuomainen ; translated from the Finnish by Lola Rogers.—1st ed.

p.  cm.

ISBN 978-0-8050-9554-8

1.  Disasters—Finland—Fiction.   2.  Missing persons—Fiction.   3.  Poets, Finnish—Fiction.   4.  Helsinki (Finland)—Fiction.   I.  Rogers, Lola.   II.  Title.

PH356.T85P3713 2013

894'.54134—dc23      2012027372

e-ISBN 978-0-8050-9555-5

First U.S. Edition: May 2013