Lothar

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Backing up further, Rudolf gave a nervous laugh.

"You think... that's supposed to scare me? With what your lot will do to me if I confess?" He managed a wavering sneer. "Henrik was right. It's survival. Us or them..."

His hand reached behind him - Lothar realised the man was backing towards one of the pickaxes that had been left behind.

"I wasn't born to burn, mister..."