With the suit, he wore a pink shirt, shiny torpedo-toed black shoes and a lilac-colored tie. His hair was almost black, his skin light brown and his eyes olive-colored. The only discordant note was the pistol holster bulging under his left armpit. The security expert’s name was Francisco Bajamonde Cassavetes y Larrinaga; he came from an extremely distinguished family. Francisco Bajamonde Cassavetes y Larrinaga spread the security plan out on the balustrade, but Gunvald Larsson was looking instead at his own suit; it had taken the police tailor seven days to make it, and the result was excellent, as this was a country where the level of the art of tailoring was still high. Their only difference of opinion had been over the space for a shoulder holster, which the tailor had taken for granted. But Gunvald Larsson never used a shoulder holster. He carried his pistol in a clip in his belt. Here abroad, of course, he was not armed, but he would be using the suit in Stockholm. There had been a brief dispute and naturally he had had his way.
