As he led her into the hallway, she saw Niklas standing to one side of the door. He's let the fire go out. Then the clean sharp dick of a revolver's safety catch. She felt his hand slide into her coat pocket, then he drew back with something in his hand.
Karl had joined her. Stefan was uncharacteristically serious. Trust me, as I love you. Karl held his hands palms outwards, almost a gesture of supplication.
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