The StormChapter 22
If the yawns from Jennifer were any indication, she was exhausted. We’d had two meetings that she’d been apprehensive about – particularly the second one. When we got back to the hotel we thanked Martin and asked him to have breakfast with us in the morning which he agreed to do. I hadn’t really comprehended just how tired Jennifer was until I notice she had almost dozed off in the elevator. I got her into our suite and helped her get into bed. Almost as soon as her head hit the pillow, she...