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He’d stolen the book from the school library in Berlin because the cover had a cool car on it. Now, three weeks later, he was sitting in the passenger seat of a stolen Lada, somewhere near Lelystad, with a Russian-German juvenile delinquent named Tschick at the wheel. The original plan—to drive to Wallachia—had gone off the rails somewhere around the German-Dutch border. Now they were lost, low on gas, and Tschick had just announced they were going to steal a boat.

Tschick stared at him for a long second. Then he laughed—a real laugh, not the sharp, defensive one he usually used. He kicked open the car door and stepped out into the wet grass. tschick nederlandse versie pdf 51

The sun hung low over the Dutch flatlands, turning the Ijsselmeer into a sheet of crumpled tin foil. Maik Klingenberg, sweaty and convinced he was about to die, stared at the dog-eared page. He’d stolen the book from the school library