C115 Memory Deviation

Odin only stopped when he reached his own courtyard. Leaning against the gate, he caught his breath and opened his hand to reveal a strand of golden hair lying in his palm. He lifted it to his eyes, where it glittered in the sunlight. The hair, not particularly long, was unmistakably a man's. He had found it by chance on Hilton's sofa.

Hilton lived alone