The detective snorts. He had zero desire to help Christopher, because, as the good detective he was, he already knew that their meeting had gone anything but well. Furthermore, he had already given this information to the man before. If he chose to forget it, it was his problem, but his son convinced him to cooperate.
He snorts again and calls Christopher, waking him up, gives him the address, ends the call, and starts complaining. It seemed that Cristopher's conscience was clear, he was sleeping in the middle of the afternoon.
Christopher gets up, runs his hand through his hair and runs down the street towards Saphira's hotel.
He stops the car and enters the empty reception. He waited a bit, impatiently, and when the receptionist appeared he was almost ready to shout for someone.
- Go
