“Christina, I'd no idea, what did they do to deserve such treatment”.
“They were misunderstood Dexter, they adhered to principles and beliefs that had no place in the turbulent times they lived in. Ignorance and fear are powerful enemies Dexter, that's all I can say about it really. Anyway, as I said, this Russian, Zhukov, stayed here, in the very room where you're sleeping actually, just for one night, and he was found the next day, devoid of his life-blood, in the barn of a local farmer about half a kilometre from here. The landlord never heard him leave incidentally, though he left sufficient money on the bar to pay for his stay. Quite strange, don't you think?”
“Very strange Christina, I agree, maybe we should visit this farm eh?”
“In the morning Dexter, yes? We can do nothing more
