Chapter 23
Sabine woke before daybreak, feeling like she’d been run over by a train. Wishing to remain hidden beneath the covers for the rest of her life, she groaned and traipsed to the front door. Since nobody else lived in the apartment at the moment, she didn’t bother to put on her dressing gown or her slippers.
A piece of paper lay on the floor mocking her with its pristine white color. She slowed down her steps, approaching it carefully, as if the innocent paper would transform into a dragon and spew fire. Her heart thumping high in her throat, she waited a few moments and listened. Nothing. Not even Frau Weber seemed to be up at this ungodly hour.
Someone had braved the night to slide this piece of paper beneath her door. The instructions. Fighting the urge to return to bed and p
