Book 4, Heimdallr
Chapter 16THE FOLLOWING DAY AT NOON, the general arrived in a Mercedes. In the shadows of the barn wall, inches away, Avxhiu saw him greet the local boss in a slow embrace with warmth and kissing of cheeks. She heard them discuss the fight; the man had killed Gazmir Kalushi with less compassion than crushing a fly. The foreigner was an assassin. Not that it mattered; their faction was under threat. The reasons were unclear. They must prepare.
The prisoners were of no value to them.
General Skender Krasnigi had a chair brought into the barn, away from the afternoon sun. The prisoners were stood before him on the earthen floor. The minions, keen for another historic moment, jostled for positions within earshot, lining the rotten walls in the dusk, standing ready to shoot
