Chapter 10

Near Balika, eastern Democratic Republic of the Congo

He awoke again, unsure how long it had been since the last time he’d been awake. The bandage on his head had been changed, he was sure of that. He recognized the woman dozing in a chair near the door. Everything he knew about his surroundings indicated he was not in North America or Europe. Nor the Middle East. He should be in a hospital; he was not.