After both of them came back from the washroom, it was time for Jack to pay the bill.


    The bill counter was slightly ahead of the bar when Jack and Helen arrived; Helen was in a cheerful mood.


    A female, seated behind the counter, saw Jack approaching and smiled, greeting him.


    "Sir, your total bill is 180€." Jack got a bill of 180€,seeing that expensive ones costed about 30€ and blue ones costed only 15€.


    Jack was disappointed a little with the price. He was getting used to paying more and more now.


    Jack didn''t swipe his card; he just paid with hard cash. Seeing his wallet was not as full as it was, Jack decided to put cash inside his wallet.


    " 180€? That''s more than my whole day''s sry," Helen gasped.


    Jack smiled, took back the change from the counter, and they walked out of the bar.


    As Jack arrived at the hotel''s front gate, he gestured to the valet, who, upon seeing Jack, immediately ran to the parking lot.


    The service was good, just a little slow. Jack and Helen were waiting on the front gate.


    After five minutes, Jack, nearing the end of his patience, spotted his car approaching him at a slow pace beforeing to a halt in front of him.


    The valet looked timidly at Jack, who was squinting his eyes in anger, then he gestured for Jack to enter the car. Jack wouldn''t be angry if he didn''t inform the bar counter.


    When he paid the bill, he showed his parking ticket to ensure the car would be released first.


    Jack and Helen got into the car. Since Jack had to pay for parking before entering the hotel, he was not obligated to pay the valet because the service was shit.


    But still, Jack gave the valet 10€. When Jack first entered the hotel, as he was not staying in the hotel, he had to pay 15€ per person to enter the bar.


    Jack drove the car out of the hotel area towards the embassy to drop Helen off.


    "I don''t live in the embassy," Helen suddenly said. When she saw Jack going in the opposite direction from her house, she remembered he doesn''t know where she lives.


    "Take a u-turn from here," Helen then guided Jack toward where she lives.


    Jack took a u-turn, then proceeded toward the road Helen was pointing at. After driving for ten minutes, Jack asked, "Where do you live?"


    After another 15 minutes of driving, the neighborhood had lost its bustling city vibe and had be somewhat sparse.


    Suddenly, as Jack was turning left, a red indicator turned on in the digital instrument cluster.


    Jack looked at the indicator. The indicator indicated that the fuel tank was nearly empty. Jack then searched for the nearest refueling station in his huge disy, which showed a map.


    The nearest one was 2 minutes away, and it was on the way to Helen''s home, so Helen was also very happy that they didn''t have to turn the other way.


    Driving towards the refueling station, Jack saw three cars'' Jack nced at the banner in front of him, which disyed the fuel name, "Super." Jack examined the ''Super Plus'' section, which featured a premium octane.


    Jack moved his car to the super plus section. Jack then pulled his jacket from the back seat because the weather was chilly.


    Jack, turning off his engine, got out the car, smiling at Helen. He said, "Wait a bit," then he closed the door.


    Stepping out of the car Jack''s breath was misting in the cold air outside. Jack felt the slight sting of the cold weather as he sat inside the warm car; suddenly, stepping out of the vehicle made him feel cold.


    Rubbing his palms together, Jack got to the nozzle and clicked on the fuel p; it automatically opened and showed the capless fuel system.


    Jack just pushed inside the nozzle, and the fuel tank started to fill. The Cayenne Turbo GT has 100 liters of capacity; normally it''s about 90 liters, but Jack''s one was customized.


    Per liter, it costs about 2€ for ''Super Plus'' octane. It didn''t take long for the whole tanker to be filled again, putting the nozzle in it''s cradle and smoothly closing the p with one touch.


    Jack paid with his card in a hurry because the weather was a little bit too cold for his fashion jacket.


    After paying nearly 200€, Jack got back into his car. Sitting inside the car, Jack felt warm, although the heater was off because he turned his engine off.


    "It''s getting cold; you should buy a fat and ugly jacket," Helen chuckled.


    Jack started the car, and when the engine started, the whole station looked in Jack''s direction.


    Jack then proceeded towards Helen''s home; the ck Cayenne Turbo GT was smooth as butter on the road; even if there were speedbreaks on the road, they didn''t feel anything.


    "Today is thest day in Berlin for me; maybe tomorrow after meeting Uncle Mario one more time I''ll be returning to Munich," Jack said while driving.


    " Oh? Why? " Helen was confused; she thought he''d stay here for her.


    "I''ve got sses; I am from Munich, remember?" After saying this, Jack turned his car to the right and stopped it.


    The road he just entered has ended. This was a dead end road.


    The atmosphere around the road was not that good; it looked like a ce where minimum-wage workers would live.


    " Why do you live in such a ce, away from the city?" Jack questioned Helen.


    The whole street was messy; there was a little pool of water even on the street.


    "Well, I take the subway. Helen exined, "The subway station is near here, and there''s a very close station near the embassy." She continued, "The rent is also very cheap." I send most of my money back home to the orphanage. The orphanage became my home after my grandfather''s death."


    " Ah! Alright then, is it safe here?"


    "It''s mostly safe; there are some drunkards who make a scene sometimes, but that''s all." Helen got out of the car and didn''t invite Jack inside.


    Jack didn''t mind; he knew Asian women were very different than European women. Waving at her, Jack reversed his car.


    Jack entered his hotel''s address, ''Adlon Kepinski'', into the navigation system and nced at the disy, indicating a journey of nearly 50 minutes.


    Jack sighed, then roared out of the street. Helen was looking at the speeding car from the back; her eyes were mncholic; she was missing Jack already. The chill in the air woke her up, then she ran towards her home, which was a shabby building.


    While driving, Jack noticed on the disy that there was also an autobahn route; the German autobahn had no speed limits, so he chose to take that route.


    When he was driving towards Helen''s home, Helen was mostly showing the roads, so Jack didn''t notice the autobahn route.


    Taking the autobahn Jack speed up for the first time; as it was already 7 p.m. in the afternoon, the autobahn was mostly empty.


    Jack, speed up. It took around 3.5 seconds for Jack to reach the speed of 100, and he didn''t stop. He doesn''t know why he likes to drive faster, although in the city he is a rule-abiding citizen.


    On the autobahn, where there''s no limit, Jack speeds up to 249 KPH. The car was so heavy that Jack didn''t feel any difort while driving at such a high speed.


    Jack slowed down after 3–4 minutes because there was a car in front of him. It took about 30 minutes for Jack to reach his hotel.


    Jack smiled and looked at the steamy car. Jack liked the performance of this car a lot; Porsche didn''t let down his expectations.


    After looking at his car lovingly, Jack gave the car to the valet who was waiting for Jack, who was observing his own car even in this chilly weather.


    Entering his suite, Jack felt tired, so he took a shower. After taking the shower, Jack ordered food.


    Jack received free food because he made a payment, but he didn''t like the default food and therefore ordered a custom food cart.


    Today, after seeing Helen, Jack wanted to get some Vietnamese food but there was none in the hotel, so he ordered Chinese food instead.


    The rice and chicken drumsticks with huge prawns, Jack, who was famished because thest meal he had was with Ambassador, and after that he only had drinks.


    After eating, he called Yana; her phone was out of reach. Then he wanted to call Helen, but he remembered he doesn''t have her number.


    Sost but not least, he called Emma.


    "Hello, Jack?"" Emma''s voice sounded as if she were speaking through her nose.


    "Emma, how are you? What happened?" Jack asked, concerned.


    "Nothing, just a little cold and fever; the weather is getting cold, so it''s normal for me," Emma exined her sickness.


    "Where are you? I''ve left you the key to the apartment; did you get it? It was under the doormat," Jack said. He was concerned about this sickly beauty.


    "Yes, I got it and moved into the apartment; that''s why I got fever. There''s a girl who''s helping me; she''s our neighbor," Emma said.


    "What''s her name?"


    "Emily,"


    "Well, shit." Jack looked like he had eaten shit.