The pain began to creep up on Beth as Natasha’s killer stood. xxx Sophie hurried to comply. She could hear him rummaging around, probably looting the place. Hakon shouldered down a door and was greeted by a desperate father with a woodcutter’s axe. They were quickly subdued or killed. Her left one was split like a piece of fruit, fatty flesh visible behind a river of blood. Herleif punched a young mother in the face and dragged her unconscious body into the street. She knew she was in a bad way. “Grab some bandages while I take off her clothes,” said Beth. She regarded him with a mixture of detachment and curiosity.
