Fall 2014 / Spring 2015
Two passengers sat opposite as our train left. Details of our escape, and plans ahead, better discussed later. Then the man and woman left, for the buffet, or toilets, maybe.
“Now I can tell you my contact in Belgrade has moved on, perhaps to Sarajevo, or nearby. We are ahead of the pursuers, I’ll manage now. You go back to your own plans,” Eveline said. I replied that our affairs could be closely entwined: and able to help each other. Perhaps meant that way. Read Essay