C109 A New Era

The warmth of sunlight streaming through his curtains rouses Kingsley.

He looks at his bedside clock and pauses, blinking against the light. 10:02 a.m.

He spits out a series of expletives and sits up.

He had overslept—badly. It is unheard of for someone as fastidious as Kingsley to get up after 7 AM.

But while just sitting there, a strange sense of peace takes the place of pressure