The sun was starting to set when I stirred awake. My body felt a little better now, but still sore, my chest heaving lightly as I turned around. The drapes were wide open, the lights dim, and the ambience calm.

I turned, and Florian was standing by the dresser, his back to me. I don't think he knew I was awake, his phone to his ear.

He was gently tapping on the dresser, his head slowly moving to some sort of rhythm that only he could hear.

"F..." I started to say but stopped as he spoke into the phone.

"Get me the whereabouts once he is out, then. I...