Just as a new call came in, Hans abruptly cut off his conversation with Ryan.
It was Allen on the line, giving him an update on the car sent for repairs. "It was really bad. If it had been a little worse, Ms. Welch wouldn't have gotten away."
Hans' expression darkened. "Go take care of something for me."
After hanging up, he sat quietly in his chair for a moment, crushed his cigarette, and returned to his room.
Renee was still awake, deeply engrossed in studying design sketches on her computer.
Frowning, he walked over and snatched the laptop from her hands.
"You need to rest."
"I'm not tired yet," Renee protested, her face showing resistance.
She had only been looking at that case for a while. "Can I just look for five more minutes? Just five minutes?"
"No." Hans' voice was decis
