Hans Wagner had some bronze eyes, some very short dark hair and a lighter stubble that had just started to grow back. He was muscular and Vera seemed to find him to her liking, and as a matter of fact he was kind of handsome in his own mature way. Hans was a very polite man who invited the four of us along with my father to have some food and a cup of tea in his apartment since were all hungry and quite a distance from the nearest restaurant. I quickly but politely declined before anyone could accept for me.
I thanked him for his kind offer though, but insisted that we had to meet the twins’ relatives further down the street. I then quickly got back into the car and waited for the engine to roar back to life. Mercedes then drove down a few streets to another ugly apartment complex also ow
