Day MDCCCXLVII, part II

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...