Chapter 45
Four hours later and Clay was still no closer to an answer. A small light caught his attention, an indication someone wanted to reach him but it wasn’t important enough to disturb his rest. He sat up, tapped a control on the room’s console and wasn’t surprised to see it was Zeek calling. He wasn’t getting anywhere going round and round the issue so he reached out and accepted the call.
“Hi,” he mumbled.
“I didn’t wake you, did I?” asked Zeek, concern in his voice.
“No. I couldn’t get to sleep. Still too keyed up from the fight, I guess.”
“You need a drink! Come join me in the galley.”
Clay paused for a moment, then nodded. Damn it, he really did need a drink. He’d just have to keep it to one or two. He couldn’t let himself lose control of his tongue.
A couple of
