Erik was sitting on the couch in the living room, next to Peter who, for a change, was tapping incessantly on his tablet. Under normal circumstances he would enjoy the day off, but these days he could not stop thinking about the death of Elias Visser.

Police officers and the medical administration of the prison had no doubts: according to them it was a clear case of suicide. Visser had used the sheets to fabricate a crude noose, and died instantly, the pressure breaking his ...