By the time dawn filled the room with fresh gray, Beny was still sleeping and I was beyond exhausted.
I dozed off and on through the morning, but by early afternoon one of the nurses had pretty much ordered me out of the hospital, telling me I’d be useless if I didn’t get some proper rest.
Not sure where the hotel was, or even if I was capable of walking, I got the limo back. And discovered the place was literally just up the road. Except I was too knackered to be embarrassed.
I crawled out of the car and wove my way to the front desk. Signed things and received my keycard and some other s**t in a blur of words I barely understood.
Lift.
Corridor.
Room.
Bed. Face.
I groped for my second phone. Hit the shortcut for Matthew with a barely functional finger.
He picked up immediately
