Chapter 5A New Day Dawns
Bright shafts of early morning sun cascaded in as bright rays through the window, casting warmth into the bedroom as Juan Morales awoke. Jerry the cat lay, softly breathing, still sleeping in the same foetal position he'd assumed the previous night, and the cat stubbornly refused to wake up simply because Morales had chosen to rise early. Morales could smell something good coming from the direction of the kitchen, and, leaving Jerry to continue his feline dreaming, he padded down the hall and was greeted by the sight of Francisco Tamayo busily frying eggs, and making toast. The two men seemed to share that peculiar trait of cops the world over, the ability to drink heavily the night before and awake seemingly devoid of a hangover. It could be infuriating to others
