"The men have decided to accept your recommendation. McGann and Stedman it is, Captain Moore. They bark and we'll jump. And we'll be hoping something comes of it."
"If it's at all possible, they'll get us out of here," Teejay predicted, and squeezed Steve's hand.
"Any orders, sir?" Steiner looked at Steve.
"Umm-mm, no. Except that we'd like to have this corner to ourselves for a while."
"Done," said Steiner, smiling and striding away.
"I have one order," Kevin called out loudly, and silence fell on the room quite abruptly. "Let's all get the hell to sleep before we're too tired to do anything when morning comes."
A purple-blue dawn crept in through the two small windows, bringing strange bird-sounds with it. Steve was stiff and chilled and he'd slept badly on the hard stone floor. The groans and frowns all around the room showed him he wasn't the only one. Teejay slept like a baby, the cape wrapped about her, and she didn't arise until one of the men began to bang on the stone and metal door.
"Is it morning?" said Teejay, coming into Steve's arms almost before she was fully awake. "I had the nicest dreams, darling!"
Abruptly, Steve whirled away from her. The door had begun to creak in ponderously on little-used hinges.