Chapter 7
Katrina lay on the sofa, Richard on the floor at her side, and she sensed the tension and worry that consumed him, even as he seemed to sleep. From the other side of the room came the steady breathing of the others. But they weren’t filled with anguish and fear.
After the mob hunts and lynchings she’d been witnessing, Katrina already knew that remaining in Wroclaw wasn’t safe for Richard. Today’s events had only been the last straw, further fortifying her decision that they needed to leave as soon as possible. Not only for his sake, but also for her own and the safety of the Adamskis. Anyone suspected of collaborating with the Germans awaited the same fate as the hated enemy.
In the wee hours of the night, Richard stirred and rolled to face her. “You haven’t slept all night, h
