After Agente's call that night, Clarisse couldn't sleep at all. The next day, when Wooden Drucker saw her, her dark circles and exhausted appearance caught his attention. Concerned, he asked her,
"Annie, what's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?"
She smiled and made a dismissive excuse.
"Oh, I'm just not used to the bed…"
She felt she was running out of strength to handle everything. She had hoped that being away from Jonathan would make her feel better, but Wooden Drucker's subtle provocations and Jonathan's situation had made things worse.
Wooden Drucker extended his hand towards her as he sat at the dining table.
"Come have breakfast first. Afterward, you can go back and get some rest. I had the kitchen prepare this soup specially for you, Annie. You're too thin!"
"Thank you!"
