This is the first fanfic I wrote based on the Swedish Mankell's Wallander TV series. I wanted to get inside Stefan's head, so I wrote about a working day from his perspective.
The moment the alarm goes off I know it’s going to be one of those days. I flail at it to shut it up, and roll on my back with a long, discontented groan. It can’t be that time already.
The moment the alarm goes off I know it’s going to be one of those days. I flail at it to shut it up, and roll on my back with a long, discontented groan. It can’t be that time already.
Unfortunately, a glance at the clock says that yup, it is, and it has come round even quicker than usual as I have only managed half a night’s sleep. The bust last night kept us all away from our beds for far too long. I eventually got home 3:30 this morning and who knows when Kurt got back to his place. However, it was worth it. We nailed those scumbags, caught them bang to rights. The thought sends an adrenaline jolt right through me.
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