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“Kate, it’s Paul Uh, Brenner” Of course she knehich “Paul” Soe for Kate Warner made him nervous “Look, I heard from my contact at WHO It seems there’s no record of a Dr Arthur Janus And I also heard froents named Adam Shaw They even checked the classified records” He paused, not sure what to add “I hope you’re okay, Kate”
Dorian sla people grow smaller as he and his special ops team rose above Valletta
“What’s our destination, sir?” the pilot called back to him
Dorian pulled out his phone No es
“They est,” he shouted “We’ll have to look for their helicopter Try the cities first”
In the catacombs of St Paul, below the city of Rabat, Kamau walked in front of Janus The tall African led the ith an assault rifle The beaun barely illulow from the lantern Janus carried behind him didn’t help much
“Where are you from, Mr Kamau?” Janus asked quietly
Kamau hesitated, then said, “Africa”
“What part?”
Another pause, as if Kamau didn’t want to answer “Kenya, outside Nairobi Noe should—”
“Near the birthplace of thethat we should have so for the one African that changed history, who set humanity on its course”
Kaht in Janus’s face “We should remain silent”
Janus held a hand up to shield his eyes “Very well”
In another part of the cataco walked just ahead of Ada walk first “For safety,” Shaw had said
Chang stopped and swung the lantern back to face Shaw
“Are you recording our path?” Chang asked
“And leaving breadcru”
The lantern light only half-illuht the man, as likely in his early thirties, er
The face—that younger face—Chang knew it Where had he seen it?
Years, decades ago Right after he had delivered Kate from her mother’s body, from the tubes
In the an, the Director of Clocktower and one of two members of the Immari council, sat behind a eted nervously in the chair across from him
“I want you to do a thorough exam of the boy you extracted from the tube His name is Dieter Kane, but we call hi… acclimated”
“Is he—”
Keegan pointed his finger at Chang “You tellJust give him a full workup and come back here, understand?”
When Chang had finished the exa the saantuan desk He unfolded his pad and began nificant scars on his lower back and buocks, indicative of past severe corporal punishment, perhaps two or three years before present Physically, quite fit Two centie Several recent bruises, likely connected… Chang looked up “Do you suspect abuse?”
“No, for God’s sake, Doctor! He’s the abuser What the hell is wrong with him?”
“I’m afraid I don’t—”
“Listen to o, when he went into that tube, he was the sweetest kid in the world When he came out, he was as mean as a da to him, Doctor, and I want to knohat it is”