The statement to be released to the press was that the body of Johann Christianson had been found in the harbor, having suffered severe trauma. Severe trauma couldn't begin to describe what Ryberg had written up in his report.
After the body was recovered, it was quickly examined at the scene. There, a team of forensics and Ryberg discovered several wounds inflicted by a blunt instrument of some sort, accompanied by little cuts in all directions on the torso and neck area. The cuts wouldn't be enough to kill, and neither would the beatings.
"Who would do this to somebody?" asked an officer over on the sidelines. Kurt found himself wondering the same thing as he watched the body be transferred to a large black body bag and placed carefully inside an ambulance.
It seemed the woman, Ms. Loken, had come down when she noticed the commotion going on outside. Kurt saw her hobbling along at the edge of the crowd of policemen, her hand on her mouth and her eyes filled with tears. The inspector sighed with resigned sympathy and waved two cadets over to her direction. He watched as they led her back up to her flat, one of them with his hand on her back.
Once back at the station, Ryberg and his team went to work on the body, with Kurt constantly checking for updates. In the meantime, he sat pensively in his office. He didn't want to be out with the other officers, not when the same thing was on everyone's mind.
What if this was Martinsson's fate? What he ended up bloody and bruised and cut, left to sink to the bottom of the ocean? How long would the kidnapper keep the victims before they dumped the bodies? How long did they have to find the rest of the men?
After a few grueling hours, Ryberg came back with a report. Kurt read it solemnly at his desk. From the piece of paper, he read that Christianson had suffered beating from what the forensics theorized was a club or bat, was cut in seemingly random places all over the body, all before he died. The official cause of death was at about 1:45 am that morning, from drowning. So they'd tossed him into the sea when he was still alive.
Kurt furiously shoved the paper away and wiped his hands across his face. This wasn't right. Human being shouldn't do this to each other. It went against every bit of common sense people grew up learning as a child. You'd have to be really messed up mentally to be able to stomach and act like this, let alone carry it out.
The kidnapper(or at very least the torturer) must have some sort of mental disease, Kurt thought. Or perhaps have gone through some sort of brain damaging event. Most serial killers kill because they went through a horrible psychological accident; perhaps that was the case here. Said events tended to be mirrored in how the victims of the killers die. Maybe the kidnapper was near-drowned once. Or cut, or beaten. Maybe they're getting revenge. But why these men? Why this way?
This was too painful to think about. Kurt decided he needed sleep and thought about going home. He still had to type up a press report, though. He groaned. He hated doing those. And now Martinsson wasn't here to type it up for him. He got up to get himself some coffee to get him through the next few hours.
No one at the station read the papers the next morning. It was all news about the body. Every paper and channel had their own twist on the story; some talked about the possibility of torture, some didn't. Some discussed what "severe trauma" really meant, and what the police was hiding from them.
Kurt stopped to get a coffee on his way to work and he overheard two old women gossiping by the newsstand.
"It's just horrible what happened to that young man."
"Isn't it? I bet he was mixed up in some sort of gang violence. Drugs, most likely."
"The youth today are so reckless; they think they have their whole lives ahead of them, so they waste it on nasty things like narcotics."
Kurt silently agreed with some of what the women were saying; young adults and teenagers nowadays were getting more and more dangerous with gang and drug related felonies. He didn't want to dwell on it any longer, though; he didn't like the thought of associating Martinsson with gangs.
Ryberg was to continue to search the body for clues of any kind while the rest of the team either patrolled the area near the docks or by the warehouse. Lisa had put out an order for a dog team to go out and sniff the areas out.
Kurt opted to stay at the station and dig up whatever more he could find on the victims. He had no idea where to start, so he looked through what Martinsson had already come up with. Essentially, it was everything that had been in the initial envelope with the case report, along with profiles on select family members and a few on some old girlfriends.
Kurt closed the file and looked out the window to think. The kidnapper had to have some reason behind why he was doing this. Usually, the reason was the result of a psychological disturbance, or in some cases, revenge. Someone who had been severely wronged in the past might seek out revenge on the one who had done it to them. Or perhaps, someone who fit the close profile.
A scenario formed in Kurt's mind; a woman, head over heals in love with a man, and he leaves. The woman is devestated. She seeks him out, wanting to take out her grief on him, the cause of it, but instead finds men of a similar stature to sate her. She tortures these men on the outside because she feels tortured on the inside.
Kurt calls Lisa and tells her he has a working theory.