I CHECKED my watch. Nine o"clock. Sunlight streamed through cracks in the drapes, illuminating what had to be a formal country garden design. Alone, my little headache reminded me what I"d drunk. I readied myself for what lay ahead, not sure what that would be. Sleep had come fast and had stayed, longer and deeper than any I could recall. Kate had left a bottle of aspirin by the bathroom sink, whether for her or me, I didn"t know.
I CHECKED“Probably both,” I said aloud.
I took a quick shower, dressed, heading for home and then work. Two men stood up when I entered the hall. “Morning,” I said.
“And to you, Mr. Russell. We have a message. Don"t go home. Have breakfast downstairs. Flynn"s waiting for you.”
“Did something happen?”
“Flynn"s waiting. I"ll let him know you"re on the way.”
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