“Ken was a non-com Strike Team leader in our platoon when I first joined the Marine Raiders,” Don explained.“I hope to get a chance to work with...you,” Major Reese told me as he shook my hand. “Although I may have to go mano-a-mano against Commander Ferguson to get the chance,” he chuckled.When I was finally clear of the throng of well-wishers, I handed Don my suit jacket. “I’ll be home in a while, probably not more than an hour. I just need some time alone,” I told him. Between the buses, I. ”Sean finally looked up at me, a smirk on his face.“I can tell this is important to you. Paying me what you owe,” he answered. “Tell you what, come back to my room, and we’ll talk about an arrangement.”My relief at being able to handle my chit completely overshadowed any warning bells that might have been ringing. It probably wasn’t helped by the vast amount of alcohol I consumed, either. I waited as patiently as I was able while he finished gathering his belongings and said his farewells to. It will be safer for us to travel together than to continue on separately. When we reach Korat, we will hopefully be able to make some sense out of this situation, and determine exactly where, and more importantly when we are. After that, we will see if we are to remain together or not," I finished."But the Amulets... !!" she started and stopped. "You would surely die from touching me if you were not the one chose for me," she finished in a very frightened voice."Again, we will see how that. The Institute's president, Sir Bristow Merriweather, had been knighted for his work at Buckingham Palace East on the shores of the Indian Ocean after the completion of the Ganges-Indus Canalisation. He had steered the Institute to its current pre-eminence. His office was on the first floor, directly over the portico of the main entrance. Harwell and I sat waiting for our appointment in a comfortable ante-room.Exactly at the time agreed for our appointment, the door to Merriweather's office.