FRITZ
I drove Viggo's wife to a house a few minutes away from the city, a secluded place where I knew we wouldn't be easily found. The house had been abandoned for some time, its desolation making it the perfect hideaway for now.
"Why are you doing this?" she asked, her eyes wide with distress. "What did we ever do to you?"
"You?" I said, my voice tight with emotion. "Nothing, madam. Your husband, on the other hand, took something from me. I had a brother, Peter. He was an incredible man. He's my best friend, my brother, a father who never even got to meet his son. We joined the army together. He wanted to follow in my footsteps. I stood out as a leader, while he was assigned to a different squad. We stayed in touch, and he visited his wife whenever he could. But then, on one of his mis
