![]() ![]() During sales outings, she served the local men with a unique charm, unmatched even by Sven, Marlene and Milly, and those men now formed an unofficial fan club.Ĭharlotte knew that Jacob always helped at the shop around this time of day. But her life improved and she had become a little happier and was starting to smile again. As usual, it was a busy but fulfilling day at Tockerbrot.Ĭharlotte had returned from the sales outing and now trembled as she stood beside Sven.īecause of her painful and complicated history, Charlotte’s face used to look sad. Jacob showed up in the afternoon after school, and as if he were replacing her, Sven then headed out with Charlotte to sell bread in the nearby towns in a truck remodeled as a mobile shop. By that time, Marlene, the nun from the church atop the hill, came to help, as did Jacob’s mother, Charlotte. Sven had welcomed them with her shining sales smile.īefore noon, she went to the mine and the local schools to deliver bread. Many people wanted bread for breakfast, and the miners stopped by before going to work. By early morning, the bread was ready and customers started visiting the shop. At dawn, bread was baking at Tockerbrot as usual, and the apprentice Milly arrived and joined in. There had been no sign that something unusual would happen today. Newspaper and radio reporters from the central region, and out of place in this rural town, had gathered around the police. The last suspect, Miroslav, has been inside for an hour. Police were crowded around the shop, surrounding it so tightly that no space remained for even an ant to crawl out. ![]() Svelgen Avei, also known as Sven, asked in amazement upon returning to Tockerbrot Bakery, a small shop in the mining town of Organbaelz.Ĭome out with your hands up! We’ve got you completely surrounded! Or when they go out for a bit and return to find a burglar holed up in the shop where they work. ![]() Or when they learn of a strange twist of fate. For example, when they experience unexpected good fortune. Since the inception of the race, human beings have surely repeated it countless times. ‘You never know what life will bring.’ More than a few people have said this. Chapter 1: That Was an Introduction to Everything It will be retributive justice and a fitting death. No matter how atrocious my death, it will surely be what I deserve. So I’m pretty sure I won’t die a good death.Īnd if someone kills me. No matter how much I regret it now, I cannot turn back time and my sins will not disappear. I was deluded into thinking of myself as a god for my ability to kill and dispose of others as I chose, and I was drunk on carnage. I suppose a court would find me innocent, but that doesn’t mean I should be forgiven. Because that was my job? Because it was my duty? ![]()
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