Chapter Twenty-Three – The First Confrontation
“So, last night,” Kane was the first to start when he went down for breakfast.
Breakfast was one way of naming what he was going to get, mainly because Jonathan, bless his heart, had thought of him and put aside some leftovers. Rusty plopped down on a chair and brought the plate closer. Scrambled eggs were good even cold; Jonathan had left a note, recommending that he heat them up a little, but he couldn’t be bothered with that.
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