Chapter Twenty Two.
As we headed out of Sola airport in Stavanger, a new sense of peace descended, maybe it was the beautiful scenery, the land was awash with beautiful spruce trees, fjords, and mountains, I it was breath taking in its beauty. We drove for some time in silence, things were strained still, and I could feel the confusion that Richard was going though. I knew now he would not slay me, but he was still angry, that I was certain.
Finally, I broke the silence “Where are we going?” my voice barely above a whisper.
“A place called Egersund, I have a home there, not much longer.
The further we travelled the more mountainous the terrain became, the Norwegian spruce as far as the eye could see, for all it was autumn, there were very little leaves falling given the nativ
