Chapter 1“WHY WOULD THEY PICK me for their mysterious Institute, Roos?”
Far below, the darkening sky was swallowing the North Atlantic. Soothed by the distant din of the airplane motors, Birger Wallenberg relaxed in the embrace of his generous airplane seat, stowing the Asgard Park dossier back into his briefcase.
Beside him on the night flight from Stockholm to New York; his childhood friend Roos raised the footstool for a nap.
Birger Wallenberg had sought the Directorship of Asgard Park to humor his mother, who claimed to have a friend on the Midgard board, the vast hospital conglomerate that controlled the Asgard Park Institute. He had not expected to be appointed. Even now, he wasn’t quite persuaded.
“I can’t see a laid-back lunatic asylum in upstate New York as something to write
