Rolandro had returned to room 1715. He hadn't gotten enough sleep last night. The competition was gonna start by 10:30 am. They were 1 hour away from the venue and they were supposed to arrive there at least 30 minutes earlier.

He sighed. He'll probably have to sleep in the jeep. That's the only way to get some sleep.

His phone rang and he picked it from his bag.

It was his wife calling.

"Baby girl, how are you and my kids?" he asked affectionately.

"We're doing great. What about you, honey? ...