Lisbeth had been coming back home from getting groceries when she noticed a cat sniffing around a dumpster. This was not an unusual thing since most people when they couldn't take care of their pets, sent them out on the street. The odd thing was though when she opened the door to get to the stairwell of her apartment the cat ran in.
"Damn it. I'm not feeding you."
She ignored the cat as it followed her up the stairs. When she opened her apartment door she tried to slide in without the cat following but it was faster than her. As soon as it was over the threshold it made a b-line straight for her bed and curled up.
"What do you think you are doing?"
She put the groceries down and followed it into the room.
"Who said you could stay here, huh?"
It just rolled over onto its stomach and purred.
"Fine but you sleep at the foot of the bed."

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She came home from work one night to find the cat missing and a note stuck to her bedroom door.

I have no idea why you have a cat when you can barely keep yourself fed, but I'm taking it and giving it a proper meal. If you want to see it come to my place at 8:00.

Blomkvist

Damn him! She was regretting giving him that key. She had passed out one night from working on an extremely interesting case. She had forgotten to eat and the next thing she knew he was pounding away on her door. After that she had said it was ok to have a key, but she was planning on stealing it back from him. Today looked like a good day to do that.

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"Give me back my cat."
He closed the door behind her as she trudged into the room and picked up the cat in question.
"Not even a 'Hello, how are you?" He reached around her to pet the cats head. "See Mr, Whiskers, I told you shes not very sociable."
"You named my cat?!"
"I figured that you hadn't and wouldn't ever get around to doing it."
She just glared at him. He was right but it was her cat damn it. He couldn't go around naming other peoples cats.
"I'll take you two home after dinner, since I guess you took the tram to get here."
She just nodded and put the cat down. In silence she walked to the dinning room.

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Dinner had been pleasant and they talked about recent projects. Well mainly Blomkvist talked, Salander hardly ever said anything about her work since it was mostly confidential. He took her and the cat home after that as promised.
As they got out of the car and walked up to the building they heard a little shout behind them.
"That's my cat!" Said a little girl. The animal in question jumped out of Salanders arms and hopped into the little girls. "Fluffy, I had been wondering where you went to. Thank you for finding her and looking after her." And with that they both took off down the street.
Blomkvist and Salander stood there for a while looking off after them, before finally he spoke.
"That cat was a girl?"