Chapter 7

Olav was staying at the Posrov Inn in the city of Brasov.

This morning, Olav was having his breakfast when Mr. Victor Ramsey approached him with a smile.

“It looks like you’re eating in a hurry,” said Victor.

“True, sir. Today, I will be picking up a group of tourists from Japan,” answered Olav.

“Well, that explains why you’re eating like you’re being chased by wolves!” Victor chuckled.

Hearing Victor’s laughter, Olav’s face looked annoyed, and he didn’t respond to the middle-aged man’s jest. He quickly finished the remaining food on his plate, got up from his chair, and bid farewell to the inn’s owner. Victor watched the handsome young man with a sense of wonder.

“Did I say something wrong?” he wondered to himself.

While the innkeeper was still standing near the door, Trudy came out from the kitchen and collected the dirty plates and glasses from the restaurant tables.

“Mr. Victor, did something happen?” asked Trudy.

“I saw Olav