CHAPTER 19This was one funeral where Alina thought more about the mourners than the deceased. One of these of course, was Sharon who in spite of a difficult marriage appeared genuinely distressed as family members, none of whom Alina knew, escorted her into the funeral parlour.
Alina grimaced as she and Jarin walked though a line of twenty or more women in two lines leading up to the entrance. They were mainly young but several middle aged and older women had joined them. They were of several nationalities and all wore pink scarves but were not there to pay their respects. In fact it was the direct opposite for two black canvas sheets with white writing on them had just been unrolled.
The left one stated Hell is Too Good for a Kidnapper and Rapist while the other simply said Justice has
