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"Maybe," Luka murmured. "But it’s strange. This listing... Viktor Novak. My grandfather had a brother named Viktor. They had a falling out in 1972. He was supposedly disowned. I thought he left Rijeka."

"You can look," the old man said, retreating to his chair. "But be careful. Sometimes, when you look for the past in Rijeka, the past looks back." telefonski imenik po imenu i prezimenu rijeka

That evening, the rain intensified, battering the roof. Luka sat at his kitchen table. He opened the 1985 directory again. He stared at the entry: Novak, Viktor . "Maybe," Luka murmured

Luka froze. He looked up, staring through the rain-streaked window of the shop. He was standing on Korzo, and just fifty meters away, through the fog, stood the archway leading to Trg Ivana Koblera. Viktor Novak

“Halo?” The voice was deep, cautious. The accent was distinctly Rijekan—soft, a little rough around the edges.

"Uncle Viktor?" Luka asked, trembling. "Where are you?"