I was in a daze when I woke up the next morning. Our clothes lay on the floor in a crumpled heap, and there were glasses of beer. I couldn't remember when either of us left the room to buy the beer, because I was suffering from a tremendous hangover.

Kaiser handed me a glass of warm water and some pills. It was already the second day that I was hiding with him in the love motel, and it couldn't get any spicier. However, the fact that Kaiser didn't have his phone with him, since he left ...