The hotel lobby was silent at that hour of the night.

The team's focus for tomorrow's game meant everyone was confined to their rooms, under strict watch and rules. But Hanz never followed any rules but his own.

Anny entered through the service door, a hood covering her face, her legs exposed under a large coat. Her heart was beating like a drum. She was wet even before stepping into the elevator.

He pulled her by the arm the moment he saw her, not a single word spoken.

They rode up together ...