Where Ravens Roost by Karin Nordin

Where Ravens Roost by Karin Nordin

Author:Karin Nordin [Nordin, Karin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2021-01-15T17:00:00+00:00


Chapter 29

The drive back to his father’s house was quiet aside from the elk that jumped out into the road, causing Kjeld to wear his brake pads down to almost nothing in order to avoid it. He drove the rest of the way home at half his original speed, high beams glaring into the black nothingness that was the deep forest roads around Varsund Kommun. These were the things he’d forgotten since he’d moved to the western coast. The wild animals, the small-town people, the perpetual night.

When he pulled up in front of the house, the living-room light still lit from when the ambulance arrived, Kjeld noticed a small car parked a little way up the road. His headlights illuminated the vehicle’s side panel and Kjeld got a good look at that familiar shade of serpentine green.

‘Fuck.’ He groaned and turned off the ignition.

He was barely out of the car when the shadowy figure rushed at him. Kjeld wasn’t sure if he should expect a hug or a punch. What he got was a semi-serious shove in the shoulder.

‘I’ve been calling you for five hours!’ Esme yelled.

‘You’re always calling, Esme. You make it impossible to tell if it’s really urgent.’ Kjeld’s tone was intentionally flippant. ‘You didn’t have to come. I can’t believe you drove all the way out here. Is there an emergency I don’t know about?’

‘Get over yourself. I just spent half a tank of fuel driving around these scary back roads. Did you know GPS doesn’t work out here? There aren’t even any street signs. I had to ask some kid at a kebab shop how to find this place.’ Esme’s southern accent thickened with her level of frustration.

‘Could he understand you?’

Esme huffed. ‘That’s not funny. I’ve been sitting out here for almost two hours freezing my arse off.’

Kjeld gave a half-hearted smile and then nodded to her car. It was a Volvo 66 DL that Esme had inherited from her uncle a few years ago. She loved it, which was all the more reason why Kjeld mocked it, but it was in good shape for its age, despite looking like pea-green baby vomit. ‘It’s a miracle you were even able to make it up the hill with that piece of shit.’

‘Oh, fuck you, Kjeld.’

‘Well, my parents aren’t home,’ he joked.

Esme shoved him again and then rolled her eyes before walking back to the car. She was what some people might consider elfish in appearance. She was petite, not quite a foot shorter than Kjeld but close, and had a slim physique that was hidden beneath a puffy winter coat. Her hair was dark brown, almost black, chopped unevenly just below the shoulders like a punk rocker, with a fringe that covered her eyebrows. On the left side of her face, just below the corner of her lips, was a small mole that was so dark against her pale skin it almost looked drawn on. Her ears were pierced, but she never wore earrings, and around her thumb was a broad silver band.



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