In a dingy room that stank of sweat, dirt, and a faint tang of blood, two people lay on a stripped mattress with their limbs intertwined.

They looked as good as dead and none of them stirred as the door suddenly got kicked in.

The faint light from the hallway washed over their faces and revealed the faces of a heavily bearded man with bottle-green hair and a woman with dirty, tangled, dirt-blond hair strewn over her face.

Sounds of raucous laughter from afar and pissy traffic where drivers seemed to be having a contest over the horns filtered into the small room.

None of them stirred as two men...