The sound of the phone by the bed woke up Kelly's husband, Hamann, with a start, but he quickly turned over irritably, let out a heavy sigh, and forcibly closed his eyes to continue sleeping.
Being married to a high-ranking CIA official, life could only be like this.
Hamann had lost count of how many times he'd been woken by such midnight rings; with age, his sleep quality had already worsened, and being disturbed made it hard to fall back into deep sleep, causing him great distress.
Kelly also woke up and reached for the phone on the bedside table.
Hamann knew her next step would undoubtedly be to head to the study next door, where she'd shut the door to take the call.
Those in intelligence work are like that, all secretive as if they were thieves.
Sure enough, a few seconds later, Kelly left the bedroom, quietly closed the door behind her, and then moved to the adjacent study.
"Being awoken this late, I hope you're bringing me good news."
