Chapter 2Tuesday
Sean awoke when a sliver of light entered the room through the dark curtains. He looked around wondering what happened and how he wound up in such a beautiful room. The clock at the bedside read 8:00. He sat up and went to scratch his forehead and felt a bandage and felt another on his side. It all came back to him. Mr. La Marche rescued him from the Russian and gave him the hospitality of his home for the night. He got out of bed, still feeling a bit groggy. It must be the sedative and the sleeping pill the doctor prescribed.
The bed had four posts, he grabbed one. He spotted a chair and sat to regain his balance. The room looked as if it came straight out of an art history book.
The drapes appeared to be burgundy silk velvet, tied back with golden tasseled cords. Ther
