I woke up bright early in the morning. The sun was still rising. The view from my terrace wasn't including that but still was pretty, so I wasted few minutes watching it, then I took a shower, shaved, and went downstairs to have breakfast.
The hotel seemed deserted at this hour except for the workers, but there were very few of them actually. I went to the restaurant and picked a table for myself. The waiter appeared soon after with an apologetic smile on his face.
- The chef is still not here yet - he said. - Can I get you something, sir?
- Glass of water.
He nodded and left me. Just as he disappeared somebody else showed up. Adam Silvas, wearing a white shirt, and elegant pants. The gloves were still on. He stopped upon seeing me, smiled, and with confidence started moving towards me.
- Good morning - he said. - So I'm not the only early bird.
