The next day, Lina came home from work at 10 a.m., but her partner wasn't there. She called him on his cell phone. They wanted to know where he was, but Sven didn't answer. She wondered, shrugged and turned on the TV after getting comfortable on the couch. At the same time, a stranger's car was parked in front of Philipp's property. Sven was in the car. He looked at his phone but ignored the incoming call from Lina. He's waiting for her darling Thomas - right in front of the driveway. And then his orange - white station wagon turned the corner into Philipps Strasse. Thomas had bought fresh rolls from the nearby baker. The two paramedics wanted to have breakfast together and then finally answer their fan mail. They had been so stressed out in the last few weeks that they hadn't found time for it. Thomas wanted to turn into the driveway, but there was an unfamiliar car parked in front of him. Sven acted like he wasn't feeling well, like he had breathing problems. Thomas, the paramedic saw it immediately. He got out of his car and ran to the unknown in distress. He knocked on the pane and asked, "Are you alright?" Sven answered him: "All of a sudden I get really bad breath." Thomas wanted to help him for professional reasons. He opened the door, leaned slightly into the car and wanted to take a pulse. At that moment Thomas already had a white cloth in front of his mouth and nose. The young, helpful paramedic still wanted to defend himself, but by then he was already unconscious. Sven pulled the young man's limp body into his car and drove away with him. ...
