C6 Chapter 6

Morahan, the Irishman, was in Norway. He had booked a room in a cheap hotel because his luggage wasn’t so impressive.

The flight had been more strenuous than he had reckoned on. Now he lay on his bed; he couldn’t be bothered to do anything beyond kicking off his shoes. He had no energy left.

Am I really in such poor health? he wondered as he listened to his troubled breathing. Somehow