Her head was still in a fog when she left the clinic. Part of her wanted to be back in there tearing down the walls looking for him. Most of her knew that’d be useless, and a small part, the part that resented his leaving them, wanted nothing more to do with him or that place.
Toure had been reluctant to discuss the particulars of Philip’s—Cable’s—involvement with the lab, but she gathered that he wasn’t an employee, more of a test subject, a concept she found both disturbing and oddly appropriate. She’d thought he’d needed his head checked any number of times while they were growing up.