Chapter Twenty-Eight
The following morning, I was taken to the same lab and the wiring harness was back on my head. They’d ignored my questions about when I could go home.
I sat there silently, feeling strange with my feet hanging over the edge of the bed and trying to keep my mind occupied with something other than Janssen and my conversation with Arietta. Every time Madhur walked past the foot of the bed, I thought he’d bump into my feet.
It was hard not to think about what he was doing and why they wanted me here. My mind conjured up too many awful scenarios. I needed a distraction. Surely they could have music playing or a screen on the ceiling, but maybe that was part of the test. Maybe I wasn’t supposed to be doing much or thinking too much.
I wondered if I could mess up their re
