John tapped lightly on Keller's door, checking his watch for the hundredth time. It was only about 02200 hours, but who knew what the doc could be doing? Not to imply anything untoward... she just could be sleeping was all. It had been a rather long day. Bottle of champagne in hand, two glasses in the other, he tapped his foot in mock-impatience
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