How did you sleep last night, boss?” said Cyclone, bouncing up and down on the heels of his boots.
Winter, who was still halfway through his first cup of coffee in the morning, looked at Cyclone in bewilderment. “What?”
“I said, how did you sleep last night?” Cyclone repeated. He looked at Winter worryingly. “Did you not sleep well? Is that why I had to repeat myself?”
Winter shook his head. He took another sip from his coffee and felt himself wake up more. “No, I heard you. I was just … distracted. Thinking about stuff.”
“Oh,” said Cyclone. He smiled. “Me, too. I’ve been thinking about how this place has the best darn food I’ve ever had. Kind of like staying at a nice hotel with a free breakfast, only this breakfast is the best breakfast I’ve ever had. That elephant I had yesterday w
