Sleep? He couldn't sleep right now. They only had the skeleton of a plan. There was so much to— hell. What if Eddie had somebody on the house right now, watching the comings and goings? What if they clocked the arrivals and got spooked the wrong way, decided to make a move? Still too many unknowns. Shit, and he still had to figure out—
But Clio had him by the hand, and even as he voiced a disjointed protest she was leading him up the stairs, smoothing aside his arguments and guiding him towards the bed.