On the other side of town, Jake had managed to get Lana back to her apartment.

"Would you like something to drink Jake?" She offered, as she motioned for him to go in.

"A coffee to sober me up if you could bambina."

Sure, it was innocent coffee so why the hell had she ended up in his arms, laying back on the couch asleep and he with her lipstick on his face and make up marks on his shirt. It didn't bother either of them because they both longed for this, they couldn't get rid of the nagging feeling that maybe, maybe the other was drunk. Neither of them was.

-x-x-

Apollo had somehow managed to take up the least amount of space in the single bed that night by stretching himself out and sleeping on his arms. Ema on the other hand had tossed and turned all night and eventually found comfort by gripping the ends of the thin cover on top of them and holding it close to her chest.

It was Ema who woke first, surprised to find that during the night she had turned to face Apollo and hugged against him. She forgot she was in a single bed and tumbled out with a loud thump. That roused Apollo.

"Sorry!" She yelped.

"Hm…oh, it's fine." He rubbed his eyes. He sat up on the edge of the bed and helped her up, balancing on his legs.

"Thanks for last night." Ema stepped back and managed to stay balanced alone. "Can I use your shower?"

"Sure, go on ahead."

As he heard the sound of the water hitting the enamel bath tub he crept back into his own room and got changed. After a quick round of shouting 'objection!' to practice chords of steel he opened the book on his desk. It was a journal, a gift from Trucy and he promised he would use it.

Last night was fun. For once I actually managed to stay sober as well. Jake and Lana got their friendly status back and I think they probably got up to more after they left but that is none of my business. Ema came back with me, I left her in my room to sleep but she came into Trucy's room and complained she was having strange dreams. As was I…I wonder what she tastes like.

-x-x-

"Ema!" Lana swung her baby sister's door open. "Ema? Where the hell are you?" She pulled her cellphone from her pocket and dialled the girl's number.

-x-x-

Ema was trying to fix and tame her soaking hair as the cellphone rang.

"Hello?"

"Ema where the hell are you?" Lana barked.

"At Apollo's, am I not allowed out?" She growled back.

"You spent the night there?" Lana purred.

"Yeah, is there a problem with that?"

"Hm…I think my sister's fallen in love."

"No I'm not!" Ema snapped back.

"I want details when you came back here."

"Details?" Ema wasn't experienced with love and crushes so now she had no clue about what Lana was asking.

"Are you working today?"

"Yeah."

"I'll see you there."

Ema didn't want to return home to collect her work uniform so she chose to wear the clothes she had been wearing the night before to work.

"Apollo, what should we do now?"

"I'm gonna tie up a few loose ends then I'll talk to some members of the Starr family about Angel." He took a mouthful of the hot drink in his mug. "If that's alright."
"Sure, I thought you didn't drink coffee…" Ema drank a mouthful of her coffee.

"It isn't coffee." He handed her the mug. "Try it."

"Strawberry tea?"

"Uh-huh." He took the mug back.

He wheeled the bike through the street as he escorted Ema to the police station – he was planning on buying a motorbike soon since he had just past his motorbike test, thanks to Klavier's lessons.

"Meet me and Lana for lunch later, alright." It was more of a statement than a question.

"Sure." Apollo climbed onto his familiar red bicycle. "Oh, I might have a look for a new motorbike while I'm out today."

"Cool, you better give me a ride when you get it!"

"Why should I give you a ride? Whenever Klavier offers you scream at him."

"I hate the glimmerous fop and he probably drives like a maniac." She purred.

"See you soon." She waved him off, as he left she felt her heart sink. Is that love?

-x-x-

The hot sun was causing him to pant heavily. He had no choice but to chain the bike up and go into the quaint café he usually went into when he was working.

"Morning Apollo!" The young waitress, a teenage girl called.

"Good morning Jess." He sat at the counter.

"The usual?" Her father, the owner of the café already set up the machine.

"Please." Apollo looked at the phone on the edge of the desk. "Do you mind if I use your phone?"

"Sure, not like we pay the phone bill." His ex-wife did. "The longer you take the better."

"Thanks."

Apollo rummaged through his wallet, producing the number to his family in Germany. He even wrote down the code for the international call.

"Guten Tag." A young female voice answered. Afternoon? Apollo wondered.

"Um…hi, I'd like to talk to Klavier Gavin."

"Ah ok." He heard a long stream of words which he couldn't understand.

"Herr Forehead!" Klavier called overjoyed.

"Hi Mr Gavin, what time is it out there and who was on the phone?"

"That was my niece Fae, mien schwester's daughter. It is about half seven in the evening here."

"You have a sister?"

"Ja, four of them." He chuckled. "My mom had another son after I left to America as well."

"I need to ask you something…" Apollo said slowly.

"Go for it."

"I know you don't sleep with fans but I'm working with Ema and Lana to help that security guard, he claims his partner slept with you."

"I don't sleep with my fans Herr Forehead." He mumbled darkly. "What's her name?"

"Angel Starr."

"Name doesn't seem familiar." Klavier seemed to have thought for a while. "Are you near a computer?"

"Yeah, there's some here."

"Can you send me a photo of the woman? Can you get in touch with the security guard?"

"Can do, might take a while."

"Danke, e-mail it to me." Klavier was speaking German to someone in the background. "I have to go now." The line went dead.

"Here you go Apollo, one tropical smoothie." She put the tall glass in front of him.

"Thank you, I need to borrow a computer"

"Borrow my laptop." She gave him her laptop.

"Thanks, your very sweet." He handed her the $10 bill. "Keep the change."

"Hello?" Ema answered her cellphone.

"Hi Ema, can you get Jake to come into your office?"

"Sure." He heard as she dialled the number on the phone on the desk. They waited in silence for Jake to arrive.

"Give the phone to Jake." He told her.

"Mr Marshall, do you have a picture of Angel that you can e-mail to me?" He asked.

"Sure why?"

"Gonna e-mail it to the prosecutor to see if he recognises her."

"Alright. I'll head back to my office and send it." He gave the phone back to Ema.

"What are you up to?"

"Snooping." Apollo replied, taking a mouthful of his drink. "Might as well, while it's to hot to do much else."

The e-mail arrived and as soon as it did it was sent to Klavier and the reply was sent back almost instantly.

Nein, I think I remember seeing her hang out with all the roadies and groupies out back. Seems she's quite a fan of mine.