Epilogue
Sleep
Meeting after meeting… after meeeeeeting. How the hell did Tom do it without shooting something? Derick yawned as this last one adjourned, which drew a raised eyebrow from the big Russian general. When the man, who dwarfed him, approached afterwards, Derick expected a reprimand. Instead, he received an order to get some sleep and a fatherly smile.
With that order in mind, Derick made a strategic retreat and went in search of a shower and his rack. If he could sleep. The last four days saw him living off jet fuel disguised as coffee and a few protein bars. His earlier conversation with Luke got him through the last meeting, but Derick was running on fumes. He knew this…but damn, it was good to see Luke with some life in his eyes! With everything Derick had to do, he worri
