Chapters (92)
- Cover
- Maps
- Epigraph
- Prologue
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Chapter 71
- Chapter 72
- Chapter 73
- Chapter 74
- Chapter 75
- Chapter 76
- Chapter 77
- Chapter 78
- Chapter 79
- Chapter 80
- Chapter 81
- Chapter 82
- Chapter 83
- Chapter 84
- Chapter 85
- Chapter 86
- Epilogue
- About the Author
‘Quite the opposite. You should never go back to Bo. What I mean is that we’re going to make sure you’re safe, that he can’t hurt you, even if he finds out where you are. You’re not alone anymore.’
‘He’s going to take the children. He says I don’t stand a chance of winning custody.’
‘No one is going to take your children away from you. Are you sure he’s never hit them?’
‘Never. He’s a good dad. He really is.’
Karen clenches her jaw shut.
‘He’s probably going to get partial custody, maybe even half the parenting time,’ she says. ‘But he’s never going to lay a finger on you again.’
There’s a wet, sucking sound as Aylin tries to pull air in through her nose.
‘He can turn up here any moment. Don’t you get that?’ she says. ‘He could be standing outside right now.’
‘He can’t get in,’ Karen says with feigned conviction. ‘Now drink up so we can get you to bed. We’re going to stand watch all night and tomorrow we’re going to come up with a plan.’
Chapter 54
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They go through the available options, one after the other, while hopelessness settles like a heavy blanket over the living room where Karen, Leo, Sigrid and Marike, who has joined them, have gathered to deliberate. When Karen called to tell her what had happened, Marike had ignored all attempts to persuade her to wait until the morning and had instead immediately jumped in her car and driven all the way from her house in Portlande to Langevik. Probably much too fast, too, since it had only just gone half past eleven when she stomped through the front door. And maybe it was knowing that four people were now guarding the house that finally made Aylin feel safe enough to doze off. Or maybe it was sheer exhaustion.
They sat down in the living room and are now slumping deeper and deeper into the sofas and armchairs with every rejected suggestion. In the long run, Aylin won’t be able to hide from Bo, they realise; sooner or later, he’s going to figure out where she is. What they need to focus on now is getting through the next few weeks; they need to create a calm space amid the chaos, to give Aylin time to heal and muster the strength required to start divorce proceedings.
Karen’s house in Langevik and Marike’s house in Portlande are both too isolated. Kore and Eirik’s house in Thingwalla is better, but not an option until they get back from New York next week. The suggestion that Aylin simply take the children and leave the country for a few weeks is rejected. Even though she has their passports, Bo would probably be able to exploit that kind of behaviour in a future custody process.
They’re stuck.