Samantha jumped out of the bed and started picking her underwear from the floor. She managed to slide into her panties, as I loudly asked:
- Who's there?
- Aisha. We are leaving for the shoot. Wolf told us you won't be coming because you have something to talk about with the agents, but I still think you should come.
- I... I can't, it's important.
She sighed so loud that I could hear it even through the closed door.
- Fine. I'll take care of everything myself.
Then there was a few seconds of silence. Samantha exhaled with relief.
- Peter? It's Wolf. I brought the agents... Can I come inside?
The panic on her face immediately returned, as she looked me straight in the face.
- What do we do?! - she whispered.
All the confidence from before was gone.
- Get back in the bed - I said. - and cover yourself up.
- Should I pretend to be asleep?
- No...
