The facility was forty minutes outside the city in a valley Marcus had bought in twenty-eleven through a holding company that had been dissolved in twenty-thirteen and reconstituted in twenty-seventeen under a different name.
It was a single-story building with three rooms.
The brother had been in the second room for thirteen days.
Tali met them at the door.
She nodded at Iris. She nodded at Caleb. She did not nod at Marcus, because Marcus was standing six feet behind them and she had not looked at him yet.
"He's awake," she said. "He's been awake for two hours. He knew you were coming."
"Has he eaten."
"He ate two hours ago. He has not asked for anything since."
She stepped aside.
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The second room was small and warm.
A bed against the south wall. A reading chair beside the bed. A window that did not open. A small table by the chair, with a teapot and three cups. The fourth cup, Caleb noted, was missing. Tali had taken it.
His brother was sitting up in the bed.
