Erimem: The Beast of Stalingrad by Iain McLaughlin

Author:Iain McLaughlin [McLaughlin, Iain]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Thebes Publishing
Published: 2015-08-27T05:00:00+00:00

Tom:

I didn’t do it for Andy or for Erimem.

Saying I would go with her to wherever she was going… it wasn’t for them.

It was for me.

They had gone somewhere dangerous and Andy was going back. I’d spent weeks feeling guilty and helpless. Anna had died and I hadn’t done anything to stop it. Maybe if I went with Andy I could be useful, keep an eye on her and Erimem. I didn’t want to be a hero or anything like that. I just needed to stop feeling guilty.

Andy:

The trip back to Stalingrad dumped Tom and me in more or less the same place Erimem and I arrived the first time we landed. It was every bit as cold this time around.

“This way,” I said to him. He pulled Ibrahim’s coat tighter around himself and followed me. He didn’t talk. Neither did I. I didn’t like him. Who am I kidding? I’d hated him for a long time. He had spent years at the Uni being the rich kid who let everybody know how rich he was. He screwed his way through God knows how many women and told everybody who he’d got into his bed. And if they said no, he lied and said he’d screwed them anyway. He’d done that with Sasha. She was a student at the Uni, We were… what we were was nobody’s business but ours. He lied and said he’d screwed her. Truth was she had turned him down flat. But after he told his stories, everybody thought she was another of his conquests and she hated that. She hated being thought of that way. She was from Ukraine, right on the border with Moldova. She said opinions of people matter there. A lot of the society is about putting on a show. Things like having a big house. Didn’t matter if you couldn’t afford to heat it, as long as you had the big house. Big house, good job, good reputation so her mum could say her daughter was better than the others in her town. It sounded like shit to me but it mattered to Sasha. When she started getting the hassle because that prick Niven had lied… well, she’s studying in Edinburgh now. The time between emails and Skype chats is growing all the time. He crapped on our lives because he couldn’t deal with being told a woman wasn’t interested. I hated him for that.

I could see he was struggling and I felt like a complete bitch for still feeling that hate for him nagging at my head. I focused on finding the way back to Isabella’s house. It proved easy enough. My sense of direction is pretty good. Okay, so is the old street-map of Stalingrad I printed from the internet.

We got to the house and were hurrying up the stairs when I saw a flash of electricity on a landing. I hurried up. I wondered if Erimem had decided to go back to 2015. Maybe I’d been gone too long? I pushed open the door and went inside.

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