Lost River
J. Todd Scott
"A few hours before . . ."
"The jeweler’s is part of the maze of pedestrianized streets, so I leave the bike in the usual car park and start the short walk there."
"Darkness had fallen outside. Einar and Erla were sitting at the supper table with their guest."
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