They were both assholes about it if you asked me. With the windows open it wasn’t something I could ignore and just sleep through. I got up to start...my day. Only 7:00 am and It already looked like it was going to be a hot day, so I grabbed some embarrassingly short basketball shorts and a Journey t-shirt and headed down to hit the shower. Hopefully, I could do some shopping later today.This seemed like a good morning for breakfast at Bon Appétit. I left Mom a note on the board and headed out. I. Abigail frowned at that last statement, what method of teaching requires a signed contract?"That's all for you Ms Cathasaigh, this last form is for Abigail to sign. It just says that you understand why you are here and all of the clauses that come with it. It's just a formality."Abigail rolled her eyes and took the pen, scribbling her name on the line. She could have sworn she saw a smirk on Gray's face as she did. When she dropped the pen on the table, Gray stood and extended a hand to. And this monk was not Greek.“May I offer my home, Doctor?” the old man broke the silence between Doc and the monk. “It is not so highly exalted as the monastery.”“How did you know I was a doctor?” he asked immediately. In thirty-plus years of not strictly academic work, enough scavengers dogged his footsteps to keep Doc suspicious of any familiarity. First the monk and then the old man.“Don’t ask Andrew how he knows anything,” interrupted the monk. “He will probably tell you that he has been. Since I heard no urgency in her voice suggesting that things might have turned out for the worse down below, I gave her one. I did keep it short and sweet and to the point.“Carmen’s with me, down here in the lower camp,” Kim interjected once I’d finished telling her what had happened up here and the fact that one of the gun trucks was hit. “There’s a sick bay down here and she’s making use of it. Durt’s alive. He’s hurt, but according to Carmen and the medic we captured, he’ll pull through. We.