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Date de parution
28 août 2014
Nombre de lectures
0
EAN13
9781781276549
Langue
English
Publié par
Date de parution
28 août 2014
EAN13
9781781276549
Langue
English
“ ‘Don’t you know nothing, you thick head? Haven’t you heard there’s a German on the run? He got out the prison camp and could be round here. If I see him, he’s dead. He won’t last long out there, anyway. It’ll freeze tonight …
‘The police and home guard will soon hunt him down. He can’t lie low for long. No one would dare give him a bed or food. If they did, it’s a crime.’ ”
CONTENTS
Title Page One Two T hree F our F ive S ix S even E ight N ine T en More Shades 2.0 titles Copyright
ONE
For years I woke each night in the early hours … crying, yelling, sweating, shaking.
Some nights I didn’t dare sleep in case the nightmare struck. It was always the same – a pounding heartbeat thumping louder and faster. Faster and louder.
I’d see his face in the dark corner of the den, lit only by the moon. His staring eyes moved closer and closer through the chilling darkness. Faster and faster.
I felt hot breath on my face and a hand like a claw at my throat. My racing heart was a beating drum about to burst in my chest … louder and louder … as the axe rose and flashed in the moonlight. The spray of blood, the choking smoke and the deafening gunshot exploded in my head.
That’s when I’d wake screaming.
The same nightmare haunted me ever since I did a terrible thing. Night after terrifying night. Year after year. Decade after decade.
Then, just now and again, it would let go. Nothing. Peace at last. Without warning everything would change.
Just when I was able to sleep again it would return – smashing into my dreams … more horrifying than ever. The war was back.
I was a boy all those years ago when the war began. I’m an old man now and I’ve lived with a dark secret all that time. The dreadful thing is, I’ve never been able to tell the truth before.
Until now.
Only days ago I made a discovery. At last I knew it was time to lay the demons to rest. I had to destroy the nightmare forever. I can never risk taking it to my grave. It had to be buried alone – once and for all.
The simple truth is this: when I was thirteen I killed someone. I didn’t go to prison for it. In fact, I was even seen as a hero at the time. That’s never how I’ve seen it. It was all so wrong and I’ve never forgiven myself.
If only I could put back the clock. If only I could change everything.
Not a day goes by when I don’t think about what I did and I say those two words over and over again.
If only.
If only it had all been so different. If only I wasn’t a killer.
If only I could go back …
