Chapter 20I wandered around the house for the next forty-five minutes, snooping around like a curious child. I'd been there once before, but only on the main level, and prior to Phil's renovations. The main living room, which was at the front of the house and ridiculously huge, was sparsely furnished on my first visit. Now the walls were lined with bookcases and filing cabinets, with the exception of one section that housed a long, narrow table loaded with computer monitors and CPUs. A large library table was centered at one end, and a low round table with four comfortable club chairs at the other end in front of the fireplace. The library table was piled high with papers and books, some of which I recognized as Vokkel's journals. A desk chair flanked one side, and I assumed Phil used this
