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sent him this morning. No one was here, right?"
    "No. I mean, I was at the movie theater until lunch and then we went to a café to eat, so someone might have come and gone without me knowing it."
    "That's what I thought. Typical. Now I have to reschedule. I can't believe this small thing can cause me this much trouble."
    "Well, do whatever you need to do, honey," Lisa said and put her hand on top of Christian's. In her mind, she planned on giving him a blowjob when the kids were in bed. It was important to keep him satisfied in order to hold on to him. Intercourse didn't appeal to her lately.
    "More sauce?"
    "Yes, please. It is really good," he said and tapped his stomach. "I need to watch my weight. I tell you. With your cooking lately, I'm getting fat."
    "Oh you're not fat," Lisa said and poured more meat sauce over his spaghetti. "Here."
    "Thanks."
    Jacob looked up from his plate. "The new freezer arrived today."
    "What?" Christian said and looked at Lisa. "You bought another freezer? Do we really need that?"
    "It's just for the basement. Mr. Moerch from the farm outside of town, the one on Rindbyvej, has just slaughtered one of his cows and he promised me a lot of meat for practically no money. I couldn't refuse that offer."
    Christian looked at Lisa, stunned. "But how much was the freezer? I mean what's the idea of getting a lot of cheap meat if we have to buy an expensive freezer to contain it?"
    "It was a bargain," Lisa said with a smile. "Don't worry. More meat sauce?"
     

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    November 2013
    S IMONE WAS RUNNING. The bumpy dirt road made it difficult for her in her high-heeled boots and soon, she stumbled and fell with her face in the mud. Panting, she sprang to her feet again. She turned her head to look behind her and saw the man standing outside the garage with the rifle still pointed at her. She gasped as she heard it go off. Then she ran faster.
    Thinking it would make it more difficult for the man to hit her she started zigzagging. Another shot was fired and Simone felt a pain in her right leg. She screamed and fell to the ground, face first. The pain was excruciating, yet she managed to pull herself up and, with the leg dragging behind her, she moved forward, panting, crying, and whimpering in pain.
    "I'm coming Liv. I'm coming home, Tim," she cried.
    Simone turned her head and saw the man stare at her. He had lowered the rifle and was watching her like he wanted to see if she would fall again. Simone pulled all of her strength together and forced herself to start running again, forgetting the pain in her leg.
    Come on legs, run. Run. Just make it to the end of the road, and you're free. Keep moving. Don't stop and let him hit you again. Keep moving.
    Simone burst into a scream as another shot was fired, but missed her and hit a tree not far from her. She cried but didn't stop moving. She forced herself to move forward and soon, fear made her forget the pain, press through it, and start running again. She was panting and moaning, while burning with fear.
    Please don't let him hit me again. Please don't. Oh, God, stop him; blur his vision, make him stop, don't let him …
    Another shot scattered the icy air and Simone felt a pain in her shoulder. She screamed and fell forward to her knees.
    Keep running. You've got to keep moving.
    She looked back over her shoulder and saw the man had started moving closer. He was walking with the rifle in his arms. Simone held a hand to her shoulder. Blood was gushing down her arm and painting her shirt.
    Come on, Simone. Pull yourself up. He will kill you. Do it for Liv. Do it for Anthony. They need you. You can't let him get to you. You can't let him kill you. Don't let him get any closer. This is it. This is the moment. Run! For Pete's sake, just run.
    Moaning heavily in pain, Simone managed to pull herself up from the mud yet another time. She wasn't able to run anymore, but she could still walk, dragging her leg after her.
    "You can't catch me, I'm the gingerbread man,"