

Nighthawks Was it late night, or early morning?Nighthawks
Hed lost track of time; seconds ticking by like hours, as though purposely testing his patience, pushing the oncoming dawn further and further out of his reach. Irritating, but not something he wasnt capable of coping with. The whirr of the coffee machine, lost in an endless cycle, and the drone of voices in the background, were the only things that broke the silence, let him break the tedious monotony of secon