Agent Hannah lowers her gun and screams at me and I let the ice-cold water wash me away and away.

River flows fast. Don’t know if Hannah came after me. Guessing not. Guessing the G-Wagen boys are more her priority right now.

Paramilitary operations in her capital city and all that.

So cold. How long do I have before I freeze like three minutes. Less because I was cold when I went in.

Doesn’t matter. Hypothermic is fixable shot is not prison—

Well prison is negotiable except that once you’re in everyone EVERYONE knows where to find you and for a man in my position that is not good.

Out in the main stream. Getting warmer.

Which means going under.

Behind me far away bokka bokka still and now sirens now helicopters. Not long before Hannah tasks one of them in my direction surely time to get out.

Just don’t know if I have the energy.

Gravel under my feet. Huge bend in the river and here’s the strand. Bathing spot with a wooden pontoon that’s convenient if only I could—

“Ayaaaawuh that is correct come come—”

Help. Switzerland of course there is help.

Yes of course.

“I’m—”

“Here quickly we must dry you—there is an ambulance here—”

Heat packs all over agonizing agonizing pass out don’t pass out—

“Sit still here you will be fine but you must get warm here are clothes who should we call for you—”

“I’m—”

Who am I? Who’s safe to be—

Tired. I’m tired. “Need a drink is there something hot?”

“Yes there is soup goulasch soup from the café here—”

Of course it is.

“Sit there I will get some.”

He goes.

I do not sit there.

—

“Sir I am afraid you cannot come in in that—”

“MY NAME IS BANJO TELEMARK I AM A GUEST HERE GET THE MANAGER IMMEDIATELY—”

“O Mr. TELEMARK I had no idea so sorry MY GOD what has happened—”

“I was ATTACKED yes ATTACKED by TERRORISTS I must have champagne immediately and my room my room and warmth and—”

“Yes yes of course come with me—”

Doc will find me. She’ll know to look here.

Before they do.

But I’m so tired and the hotel was the first place I thought of.

Concierge takes me upstairs and opens the door.

“Welcome back Herr Telemark.”

Stupid to be here. Stupid should take a different room tell the hotel—

Too tired to be clever. Call Doc. Fuck this shit just—

Sit down on the bed and sleep in my heat packs and my borrowed sweats and Egyptian cotton sheets the good kind not the bullshit kind they sell everywhere now.

All fine all fine sleep—wait what is that smell that is weird is that those nasty chocolates on my pillow or some kind of floor polish—