A night of sweet dreams.
Baron Lawrence was awakened by a phone call, and only after being startled awake did he realize that it was already daylight outside.
Damn it. When had he fallen asleep last night?
He sat up from the sofa, unable to recall the specific moment he fell asleep the previous night. He looked up and saw Enna Clark's study still displayed on the wall.
There was no one in the study now; she must have gone to sleep.
Had she left the video running all night last night?
He rubbed his temples, which were throbbing with pain, picked up his phone, and noticed that the battery was nearly dead.
On the screen, incoming calls were still flashing incessantly.
He answered the call, "Speak!"
"Lord, it's time for the itinerary you scheduled earlier. What do you think..."
Baron Lawrence glanced at the quartz clock on the wall, it was already nine in the morning.
He had a military district meeting this morning and had to be there by nine-thirty.
