Chapter 15 THEY WALKED ON for a little while in silence. Their footsteps echoed in the empty streets. Nellie expected to be followed, or for someone to spring from the shadows at every corner or porch they passed, but the streets remained quiet. “Where are we going?” she asked. “I said we were getting something to eat.” “But isn’t your daughter’s house over on the other side of town?” “We’re not going to her house yet. I’m taking you to a favourite place of mine.” “Here? In the harbour?” She didn’t think Henrik would visit sailor’s taverns and whorehouses, but she didn’t know of any reputable guesthouses in this area of town. “Trust me. It’s very respectable.” A moment later he turned into a narrow alley that went past the back of the houses. It was very dark here, and they had to