Christoph Baum awoke at dawn to the ringing sound of his hotel telephone. He rolled over lazily and grabbed the receiver.
“Your wake up call, Mr. Baum. It’s currently 5:00am.”
Baum muttered back a hazy and tired “Thank you” as he rubbed his eyes.
“I hope you have a pleasant day, Mr. Baum”.
He could tell by the concierge’s slightly sultry voice that she must have been beautiful, his member stirred. He felt a surge of memories run through his mind, the ones which he tried to forget. He thought that if he ran away to a nice vacation in Singapore that would be far enough, turns out they followed him there to.