He was wrapped in blankets, with Jinhao hovering near him. “Good, you are awake,” she said briskly. “Drink this.” This turned out to be strong coffee with a heavy brandy chaser. Owen found that a few sips laced warmth through his body, while also clearing his head. He wet his lips. “How did you get into the room,” he finally managed to ask. “I convinced Barton that something not covered by his orders must have happened,” Jinhao said. “Did you really expect that some alien spirit would possess you or destroy the house?” “I cannot answer that,” Owen croaked. He sipped more of the coffee and brandy. It was quite invigorating. He felt the cobwebs fly from his head as he remembered the events of last night, and his failure to learn anything useful, despite the danger. “It would appear that I’ve been something of a wishful fool.” Jinhao frowned at this. “And you will not tell me more about what you are talking about?” “I promise you, Jinhao…” he began.
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