Charlo’s heart is pounding. He gets out the silverware and the gold watch and places it in a bag. The jewelry is worth very little and no one would give anything for it, so it remains in Julie’s gym bag at the bottom of the chest. He halts in front of the mirror and looks at the face he must now reveal. His nose seems to be sticking out, and his ears are burning. Exposing himself like this is abhorrent, but he has no choice. He forces his face to relax because the muscles around his eyes and mouth have a tendency to twitch in a creepy, revealing manner. He puts the bag in the car and sets off. He constantly checks his mirror; it’s become a habit. He crosses the bridge. At the railway station, he turns to the left, his gaze raking the parked cars. At the far end, he sees a man leaning up against a BMW. The man watches Charlo’s Honda and comes over as soon as he’s parked. Charlo hardly dares to look at him. He sits in the car with his head lowered and waits for the other to take the initiative.
What do You think about The Murder Of Harriet Krohn?
