Chapter 65 A Wakeful Man

• TWO MONTHS LATER
• Max took a deep breath as he descended the narrow stairs and closed the hatch. It was eleven o'clock at night on a weekday, another cargo ship had arrived that day at the port of Birsay and in two days it would depart for St. Petersburg, and it was always the same process: it docked and everyone went to drink after two intense weeks at sea. The ship was left unguarded because after all, who would think of robbing a business that brought so much to the little town?
• Max took advantage each time to take out what he needed, more food, medicine, batteries. That day he had also taken out some books because he was too bored and now he was returning to his small refuge.