Chapter Twenty-Five
The Craig ColonySonyea, New York
August 19, 1926
“Mr. Costello. Mr. Costello, can you hear me?” Dr. Christopher Harrison asked.
Zho opened the host’s eyes. He looked around the room. Although it looked like the interior of a hospital room, he couldn’t imagine why he would be there. He didn’t recognize the face peering down at him.
“Mr. Costello, can you hear me?” Dr. Harrison loudly repeated, as though he believed that shouting at the patient would help revive him.
“I can hear you,” Costello whispered, confused and dizzy. His head throbbing. The same pounding headache that he had felt in the Kelly home and at the armory.
The pain was amplified by the booming sound of Dr. Harrison’s voice. “You have had an epileptic seizure, Mr. Costello.” Dr. Harrison slowly enu
