Frankfurt am Main, GermanyApril 26
In a randomly selected bar, some thirty minutes later, they realized that they weren’t in for a very good time because Helena only wanted mineral water and Martin ordered the same out of solidarity. Nonetheless, both found it more fun to sit on barstools than to stare at the ceiling above the hotel bed.
Shortly after two a.m., when they’d gone over the account statements of HZ Bank left and right, they got up to go. The somewhat bored waitress was evidently relieved.
Helena suddenly felt tired. “How much farther is it?”
“Aha, our pocket compass speaks up. Could you even find your way home without me?”
Helena pondered for a while whether she should give her husband the satisfaction of telling the truth, but then she honestly admitted that she didn’t h
