That night, Frank tossed and turned. If worse came to worst, he did have the extra fee he’d gotten from Sarah to offset his losses. But he looked at her ten thousand dollar p*****t as a windfall because he didn’t really have to do much of anything to earn it. They were already going up to Base Camp anyway, so what was one more person to deal with? Now his plans for that windfall were in jeopardy and it burned him up thinking he might have to give some of it away instead of using it for the school addition he had conceived with the Hillary Trust.
He reached over, and pulling his watch off the windowsill beside his cot, he looked at the dim green numbers shining back. 2:30 AM. He needed to get some sleep. Today promised to be a long one and the two-and-a-half-hour hike that went up 550 mete
