"Karla could not believe the man chasing her had recovered so quickly, or could run so fast. She increased the pace and her trainers thumped on the bare wooden boards of the pier as she fought not to slip on the wet surface. Here the wind was even stronger and there was spray from the sea that might perhaps put him off his aim, if she was fortunate. Another three shots came in quick succession, one of them actually went through her hair which was being blown all around her head. Despite the wind, the covered areas were full of dozens of young people who had been steadily drinking, and were...