But that was not all: The person had only had to give way to a second man, a deathly pale, slender man whose features express neither aggression nor anger, but only deepest pain.
It was Jim ...
He had raised his hands like a plea, he wanted to speak something, but only an unclear tone came over his lips, then the slim hand with his ball whistled against his forehead just as lightning, the lamp shattered, went out, and in the dark kitchen two bodies sank clattering to the floor, while somewhere in the front hall a window clanked shut, was torn open again by the wind and struck again noisily against the medicin ball.
Rod thought ... Should he get involved ?! - No, he already heard that the person straightened up, his flashlight sparked, lit the pale Jim, and he also heard the cock struggling to get the young man off his feet. "We did not do anything, Jim," the person whispered irritably. "The ferret slipped away from you and me - we'd have done better to act together ... I'll help you in your bed, Jim ... I came up by the fire escape ..."
Tue May 07 17:41:32 2019