His head was spinning; there were too many questions to which he had no answer, which maybe he did not wish to answer. He had seen three violent deaths in a single day, and that was too much even for an apothecary. And perhaps he did not dare to fall asleep. He had managed to drive memories of th...
He had been living in Tallinn for over two years by this time and had adapted as best he could to this northerly country, putting up with countless discomforts and oddities. It was raining, and it looked as if the long dry spell was over, and Witte should have been glad about the rain because it ...