Frederick's POV
Friday morning I was awake at five, showered, dressed, and enjoying a cup of coffee by five-thirty. Ethan joined me in the kitchen, grabbing his own cup of the strong brew.
"Ready to go?" I asked him as I passed him a couple of granola bars and his morning medications.
"I am. Is the driving service picking us up?" he responded as he gulped down the handfull of meds, followed by a mouthful of coffee.
"No, Andrew is driving us to the airport. We should head down to the lobby. Both Andrew and Cedric will meet us there. Grab your suitcase and let's go." I already had my suitcase in hand, watching as Ethan finished his coffee and placed the cup in the dishwasher. Then we were out the door.
The drive to the airport took all of twenty minutes. Andrew dropped us off at the dep
