Franzsika and Alke* were bleary-eyed and exhausted. They had begun the day thousands of kilometres to the south in Western Australia. By the time they had reached Alice Springs at 11pm, the young women – one, aged 28, from Germany, the other, 21, from Finland – had reached the limits of their physical and emotional endurance.
Too late for a motel, they parked in a well-lit cul-de-sac, where there were houses nearby, and hunkered down in their four-wheel drive. “I told her she’d be safe here.” The German woman, Franzsika, would be haunted by these words to her friend. After all, this was the heart of Australia, that boisterous, friendly, welcoming place.
In the early hours, they were woken by banging on their four-wheel drive. As they tried to start…
