Cards of Honor Chapter 4

Somehow I always knew it would come down to this. When Reggie held me to his belly and softly burped in my ear, there was little left to discuss. The new day rose to greet us.

Tebow was the key. The Quadmatrix was his baby. Or failing that, his red-headed stepchild.

Lucie was no saint, but she fed us and gave us a quiet room to sleep in. I don’t think I’ve ever slept harder. If the night would have been longer, we’d have slept for that too. But as it was, we were content with 6, maybe 7 hours, and that was the best we could hope for. The calm was gone. The storm was beginning.

“Mr. Tebow will see you when when you’re ready,” said Lucie.

Reggie and I took a deep breath and gave each other a subtle nod. It was this or nothing. We needed him and he needed us.

[to be continued…]

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