A loud crash and a shout came from the other end of the house. The blonde man looked towards the source of the noise, seeing nothing. “Get here!” He lurched towards Hana, intending to drag her with him, but she dug her heels in and resisted.
“No!” she screamed. She swung the rolling pin with everything she had. It contacted the side of his head with force and Hana followed through, lunging with the knife. The man’s eyes widened in shock at the impact and his eyes shuttered in his head. But it didn’t fell him as Hana hoped. Made of strong stuff, he reeled for a second and then grappled for the rolling pin. The knife entangled itself in the sleeve of his dark coloured jacket, missing his heart by a country mile. They struggled together as Hana rained more blows against his temple one-handed
