Max, Heinrich's brother, had gotten a job in a small town on the southwest coat of Norway. It was picturesque, with little cobblestone streets and a nice little harbor where enormous cruise ships came in summer so that foreigners could buy knickknacks on the waterfront and maybe a sweater.
This seemed perfect. Max had never really held down a real job. He was six years older than Heinrich, but he simply refused to play the older brother. While Heinrich was studying IT and then working his way up through several companies, finally being head-hunted by MENTRA, Max was spending four months in Thailand, then another four on their parents' couch, then four more in Vietnam. He would save a little money and then go lie on a beach somewhere. Then he would just freeload back home. This had started to really get on Heinrich's nerves. Then everything suddenly changed. And Heinrich wished he had just kept his mouth shut.