Chapter 21
So dream on the stuff that I have told,
For dragons fierce and knights so bold;
We have our treasure in fullest measure
In children who never grow old.
— From An Ode to Childhood, Annalise Phenix
[SciTech Office, Paris, France — Dana]
SciTech’s Paris clinic was full with Marie in one room for observation and Kevin recuperating next door.
I rested in my apartment, refusing to go to the clinic. After two days, Thomas called me into his office.
He greeted me with, “Marie is being released later today.”
I sat down across from his desk and leaned forward, elbows on knees.
“I’m worried about Kevin,” Thomas said.
“You want to tell me your version of what happened to him?” I asked.
“He’s had a run of bad luck. First, his cover was blown during a high security mission. He s
