Sydney was already in the kitchen working on her fourth or fifth cup of coffee. Sleep had been practically non-existent since Simon had left for goodness knew where. She had thought they had something, but now she wasn't sure. The worst part was that she wouldn't know anything until he got back and she had no clue when that was going to be.
She drank her coffee while she read a book.
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