Chapter 11John
John held Venkat as he dozed off at last sometime in the small hours of the morning. The Brahams and his own attempts at storytelling had gone a long way to soothe Vee’s pain temporarily, not to mention how much brighter and more vibrant he looked since he’d taken a good drink of John’s energy at last. But tomorrow, they’d be down to twenty-four hours before he was supposed to meet with Red again. And in the meantime, they needed a plan.
When he was sure Venkat wouldn’t stir, John slipped out into the hall. The others had come in hours ago before scattering to their bedrooms, but Rob’s door hung open and his light was on. John knocked gently at it.
“Come in,” Robin said.
John pushed open the door to see Rob sitting on the bed in his shorts, his hair falling over his eyes
