When Caleb woke, he sat up and found Jamie at his computer, dressed and clean. He sipped a steaming cup of coffee and bit at a piece of toast as he worked, tapping away at the keys so loudly enough to wake the dead.
“Sorry, did I wake you?” Jamie asked when he had swallowed his mouthful.
“What are you doing?” Caleb asked, ignoring his question.
“Well, since you so kind as to forgive me I thought I would do you a favour and check up on Mr Manning,” Jamie revealed.
“Oh,” Caleb said, getting out of bed to take a look. “What did you find out?”
“Well after you met him, he googled a company the term 2001 Alabama contact sheet and didn’t find any results, though, the first thing he searched was the definition of the word per se,” Jamie shrugged.
Caleb chuckled.
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