LOGINFelix POV:Jack left at seven the next morning, grumbling about his own bed and his landlord who had started leaving notes on his door. He made me promise, twice, to answer if he called
Renato POV:A promise only costs you when you could break it.
Felix POV:Jack knocked the way he always had. Three fast, one slow, a pattern from when we were nineteen and sharing a flat with a landlord who hated us.
Renato POV:I kept my promise for two days.
Felix POV:I didn't
Felix POV:The key was under the third flowerpot, just like Leo said. It was wrapped in a square of plastic, like something a child had hidden.







