God's help

The sun that Christian had been waiting for finally appeared from the east, its rays that warmed the cold earth that made Christian's spirit multiply. In his hands now he has all the information he wants, the face and name of the owner of the cellphone that Suri used to send emails has been found by Ronin.

"The gallery won't open in an hour, young master," says Kainer quietly as he pours warm milk into a glass for Christian, moments ago two hotel staff came to bring a full breakfast for them both into the room. "It's better for you to prepare first, fill your body with this healthy food, sir."

"I'm not hungry."

"You are hungry, sir. Since yesterday afternoon you haven't eaten anything, you didn't even fill your stomach last night. You sat for hours in front of the laptop screen so seriously after you finished talking to Ronin."

"Do you know?"

Kainer nodded. "Of course I know."