But so far, Dimi showed no signs of stopping. He lost the Queen’s Club tune-up to Wimbledon in the early rounds, which Mitch saw as a blessing in disguise. Dimi needed time to grieve and heal after the loss of Alexey, not that grief would disappear in a fortnight. But the loss gave him a chance to collect himself for Wimbledon. When Mitch saw him after championship point on the ground, seated between his legs, his upper body arched back exultantly, his hands raised to his temples in disbelief, wonder, and joy, Mitch felt as if his posture was a mirror of his own soul. Unfortunately, he was not there to see it in person. He had been summoned back to Washington to convince Bowman that it was still worth trying to save Dimi’s life.
“Third time will be the charm, I guarantee it,” Mitch said,
