They awoke when a beam of sun shone through a thin gap in the curtains on the east-facing window of their room. For a few seconds, it hit Ren smack in the eyes. He blinked, rolled over, and came fully awake. He wasn’t really surprised to find he felt fine, the previous night’s weariness completely gone.
Reaching over, he poked Darzul in the ribs. “Come on, sleeping beauty. We got a hot date with Clay and Aron in about half an hour. Clay’s an early riser, and I don’t think Aron ever sleeps.” With that, he rounded up his scattered clothes, said a quick spell to clean and freshen then, and headed for the shower. By the time he was done, Darzul stood at the door, waiting for his turn. In about twenty minutes, they were both ready to go.
Since the border patrol offices were less than a block
