Chapter Twenty Six

Anthony had heard the door click as she slipped out and he had got up to see what was going on but he found nothing and was about to go back to bed when Caleb stumbled sleepily out of his room.

‘Trina? Come back to bed girl I need you.’

The two men looked at each other and it dawned on them at the same time ‘Fuck’

Caleb raced back inside and pulled on his jeans and a t-shirt grabbing his jacket and phone he pulled open the door to find Anthony was already waiting for him and they took the stairs two at a time. Bursting into the lounge they raced to the door and the Concierge tutted loudly,

‘Was ist denn mit euch jungen Leuten heute, könnt ihr nicht verdammt noch mal schlafen?’ [What is it with you young people today, can’t you bloody sleep?]

Caleb frowned,

‘Wer sonst?’ [Who else?]

He demanded and the man visibly paled in the face of his raw anger,

‘Junge Frau, sehr hübsch und sehr verzweifelt, bevor ich sie aufhalten konnte, machte sie sich au