“Is it true?” Bertie stuck in again. “They’re setting everyone but us free?” Karl nodded slowly at the table, the fork still dangling from his mouth. He kept sucking on it like a nervous tic. “Anyone with a pink triangle was taken away immediately. All those with black triangles were cross-checked with the surviving Nazi records. If you qualified, you went, too. I ran while they were checking for mine.” Sofie clutched the album tighter in her lap. “And so you just . . . ran? They didn’t shoot you?” “The only difference I’ve seen between them so far is their style of murder. I was surprised
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