K and C, as it happened, were still in bed. It had been an awful night for Kate. Try as she might, she couldn't forget the look of Milligan's eyes as the Executives and Recruiters paraded him through the cafeteria. She slept poorly, in and out of a doze, constantly worried and miserable, and never once did she have a shred of an idea of what to do.
Now it was almost dawn, time to rise, through rising hardly seemed worth the trouble. Worsening Kate's mood, if that was possible, was a distant, irritating beeping sound, the erratic honking o a far away horn. A car alarm on the main land, or some obnoxious kid fooling around with an air horn. It had been going on for several minutes now. Long honks, short honks, long honks again, on and on.irritating and irritating familiar, like something she was supposed to remember but couldn't. Almost like a code, she thought. Almost like. . .
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