Saturday Evening: Room 303
By the time Matt got back to the room he was hot, sweaty, dirty and in a foul mood. The assassin he had run into earlier had given him the slip and Matt was beating himself up for letting him get away.
Stripping off his clothes he took a quick shower, dressed again and gulped down a cold cup of coffee he had found in the common room.
What he really needed right now was sleep but someone out there was a target of a hired killer. He'd sleep later.
For now he was sitting on the floor of his room trying to use some of the meditation techniques that Stick had taught him to clear his mind and a substitute for rest.
We'll see how well that works.
[Door closed. Post Open]
Stripping off his clothes he took a quick shower, dressed again and gulped down a cold cup of coffee he had found in the common room.
What he really needed right now was sleep but someone out there was a target of a hired killer. He'd sleep later.
For now he was sitting on the floor of his room trying to use some of the meditation techniques that Stick had taught him to clear his mind and a substitute for rest.
We'll see how well that works.
[Door closed. Post Open]