‘Excuse me for a moment. I’ll be back in a minute,’ he said, and went to the counter. He joined in a conversation with the middle-aged man on duty. Hayden explained something to him, at which he nodded, and searched for something among his papers. Then lifted up the phone. In the meantime, he made curious glances at Lana, which made her feel uncomfortable, so she chose to turn away and have a good look at the interior of the hotel.
The furniture was reminiscent of 19th century elegance, and was a perfect match with the castle hotel’s atmosphere. Lana ran her eyes along the pictures hanging on the raw stonewalls, which – she had the feeling – depicted the same bearded man in various life situations. The unusual inner height made her feel dizzy as she examined the fresco on the ceiling, whi
