C11 Chapter 11

The driver in Per Olav Winger’s car very nearly drove into the ditch on the way south from Dovre.

“I haven’t slept properly for two full days and I refuse to go any farther,” he said defiantly. He might also have added, “And I can’t stand that smell anymore.” But he didn’t dare say it out loud. The two passengers in the back were so frightening they almost made him piss in his pants