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FIVE

Kulmhof! he shouted at Globus when the pain became too bad. Belzec! Treblinka!

Now were getting somewhere. Globus grinned at his two assistants.

Majdanek! Sobibor! Auschwitz/Birkenau! He held up the names like a shield to ward off the blows.

What am I supposed to do? Shrivel up and die? Globus squatted on his haunches and grabbed March by the ears, twisting his face towards him. Theyre just names, March. Theres nothing there any more, not even a brick. Nobody will ever believe it. And shall I tell you something? Part of you cant believe it either. Globus spat in his face a gobbet of greyish-yellow phlegm. Thats how much the world will care. He thrust him away, bouncing his head against the stone floor.

Now. Again. Wheres the girl?


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