Chapter 11
Sabine jumped at the awaited, and yet utterly unexpected, knock on the door. She glanced at her wristwatch, cursing the early arrival of her tormentor. Not more than fifty minutes had passed since Kriminalkommissar Becker had left the house. Her legs trembling, she made her way to the door somehow, without toppling over.
She smoothed her sweaty palms down her skirt and steeled herself for what would happen next as she opened the door.
Her jaw dropped to the floor at the sight of her neighbor.
Lily loped into the sitting room, swirling around to take everything in, before she came to a stand and scrunched up her nose. “I’m so sorry for all of this.”
“You? You are sorry? It was your idea in the first place to recruit me to work for them!” Sabine managed to keep her voice suff
