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Chapter Seven:

Jade peaked in on him sleeping in Rodin's spare room. He was clutching the photo close to his chest. He looked almost peaceful.

Rodin was watching her.

"We need to talk."

They went down stairs and Rodin opened a bottle of wine.

"You've got to decide how important this man is to you," he said. "You could have turned yourself over. You could have abandoned him in that cave."

"You know I couldn't have done that," she said as he passed her a glass of wine.

"There are dangerous forces at work here," he said. "A group spent a lot of time and money making sure he disappeared. They're not going to be too pleased when it is discovered he is alive."

"Do you have any suspicions as to what group might have done this?" she asked.

"Have you heard of the Alluring Sentinels?"

"A group of distinguished men who hold or held different offices of power in government and in private industry who meet occasionally for retreats." Jade paused. "You have got to be kidding me!"

"Money goes to people's heads," he said. "People do crazy things when they're desperate for something that money can't buy."

"Why Papua New Guinea?" she asked. "Why not the Mayan pyramids where this stuff was actually done?"

"That area is practically Disney World," Rodin said. "Whoever is in charge must have connections to the country."

"The symbols on his body," Jade said grabbing her computer. "I have been looking at them every spare minute I have and I've discovered a few things. None of them are connected to a particular group. I didn't recognize the ankh on his chest until I realized it was upside down. There's an Ojibwe dream catcher on the right side of his chest to signify youth. An olive branch on his left for eternal youth and in upside side Sanskrit the phrase 'There are some ideas so wrong that only a very intelligent person could believe in them,' across his ribs."

"George Orwell," Rodin said. "Not my favorite quote but an interesting one nonetheless."

Jade sipped her wine. "This all so surreal. One minute I am peacefully taking pictures of handprints and the next minute I'm on the run with a guy who doesn't know his own name."

"This could all be finished with one click, you know," he said. "All I have to do is apply that picture to photo recognition and—"

"We'll have both friends and enemies knocking at the door," Jade said. "I'd rather wait until we have more details."

Rodin didn't say anything.

"Look Caleb, I know what you've thought about me deep down. That I'm still an entitled little rich kid who treats archaeology more as a hobby than as a scientific discipline. I may have been that person at one point, but not anymore. I feel responsible for this man and I won't stop feeling that way until he has recovered his memories and is safely home."

"Okay then," Rodin said. "I suggest we both get some sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a long day."

"See you in the morning," Jade said putting the wine glass in the dishwasher.

"Goodnight," Rodin said.

Jade ran into him on the way to the bathroom. He was wearing the outfit they had swam in that Rodin had washed.

"I'm sorry we can't get you some clothes," she said. "It would look weird if I were to go clothes shopping, especially since Caleb is twice your size."

He shrugged. "Clothing is clothing. It just feels nice to have something to wear."

Jade quickly washed up and found him and Caleb already in the family room. He was stretched across the couch with his eyes closed with Caleb looking over him.

"I hope you weren't going to start the fun without me," she said taking a seat.

"When I count back to three, you will fall into a deep sleep. When I say 'stop' you will wake up. Are you ready?"

"Yes," he said with his eyes closed.

"Three, two, one."

Jade held her breath and they waited.

"I am wearing a three-piece suit," he said in a dull voice. "A brown coat over a brown vest with red tied and white dress shirt, with a white t-shirt underneath. I am approaching my apartment door when I hear footsteps. I turn around only to be hit with a syringe. Everything is dark."

"Then what happens when you wake up?" Rodin asked.

"I wake up but I can't move my limbs. I am on a table in some sort of warehouse. A man with a black domino mask appears. 'Your sacrifice will be for the greater good.' Two more men appear wearing green domino masks and they pull my shoes off. Then they start to cut my pants off," he says as tears fill his eyes.

"Caleb," Jade said. "End this."

"Can you identify any of them?" Rodin asked.

"Now they've cut through my boxers and are working on my top. My clothes are being put in a bag. 'A parting gift for your team,' the man in the black domino mask says."

"Caleb!" Jade shouted

"What is your name?" Rodin ask urgently.

"In the event this man is found alive. Tell Caleb Rodin, Sarah Mathers, Don Carlo, and Georgia White, that they're wasting their time with hypnosis. This man belongs to us forever."

"What else do you see?" Rodin asked angrily.

He was grimacing through tears. "They're hands are all over my body. They're covering me in water—"

Jade cocked her pistol. "Say stop," she said.

Rodin smiled.

"Really Jade?"