Chapter 11: Meeting again

Marc

He pressed the fifth floor and waited for the elevator doors to open. He hoped not to see that guy, but the necessity to ask about Kay and take care of him was stronger than anything else. He owed it to him, and he craved it. After so many months searching for him now that he had found him, he was not going to give up.

Doubtful, he opened the door but only to find the empty bed.

It had been seven days since he had seen him since the trip to Hamburg had lasted much longer than planned. During that time he could not concentrate properly, even on more than one occasion he was surprised by daydreaming. He exited the room and headed to the nurses' control center to find out about him.

Three days before, he had awakened without apparent sequelae, -the chief of nurses told him-. "Officer Engel was under observation for two more days after that, and today he has been discharged."

Marc left the hospital with a steady pace to go to the unit and investigate his address since at the hospital they refused to give it to him. At six o'clock he closed his locker and went to Unterhaching.

It was dark when Marc got off the S-Bahn and started walking down the stairs with a clear target in mind. He needed to see him and know he was fine, but most of all he needed to talk to him.

After walking for a few minutes he reached the house marked with 386 number. His hands sweated and he felt the mouth dry like a paper. A few meters before he arrived, Marc suddenly stopped his pace and sheltered behind a tree due to the front door was opened and Kay emerged from it.

Dressed in sports pants and a hooded jacket, Kay held the door. At first glance, he seemed recovered. Suddenly, behind him, the guy with whom he had met at the hospital came out.

In the distance, he watched them chatting for a few minutes and then that man hugged him. It was an affectionate hug. Kay hugged him back and kissed him. The guy turned around, got into a BMW M2 Coupé and left.

It was a simple touching of lips; more a caress accomplice than a sexual tint, but nothing prepared him for what he would feel when he saw them. It was like being hit in the stomach and running out of the air; it was difficult for him to breathe normally. After a few minutes, he recovered himself, he went to the door and without much thought, he rang the doorbell.

Almost immediately he heard Kay say from the inside: "What did you forget? - While opening the door. Kay's face said it all. It was clear that he never expected to see him standing outside his door.

Apparently, Jörg had not told him about their previous encounter.