“Six-thirty. In the morning! My alarm wasn't set to go off for another hour, but something had dragged me awake. I opened the other eye and did some deep breathing, sucking in the smell of coffee brewing. I rolled out of bed and shuffled into the dining room. Ranger was at the table, using my laptop. 'Unh,' I said. 'Coffee's in the kitchen.' 'What are you doing here?' 'No computer in the safe house, and I thought this was easier than getting Tank to try to get a laptop to me. I had s...ome things I wanted to run down.' 'I don't have very good programs.' 'I don't need programs. Silvio is sending me information from Miami.' 'How long have you been here?' 'About an hour.' He stood and stretched and headed for the kitchen. He got two mugs out of the cabinet, filled them with coffee, added milk, and gave one to me. I was wearing short cotton pajama bottoms and a knit tank top, and I could see Ranger was enjoying the tank top.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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