Stein made a quick mental calculation and nodded. "Yes, quite close now," he agreed. He led Maraich down a hallway and up a flight of stairs onto the next floor, then opened a heavy metal door to reveal a spare and impersonal room.

The room was dominated by a large metal examination and dissection table with thick, padded leather straps at the sides, which could be used to restrain someone. They lay open and limp at the moment. The table had channels down the sides, and a drain at one corner. It was scrupulously clean and the steel shone under the overhead lamp.

There was a variety of equipment ranged around, including a small ultrasound machine.

Stein patted the table, then pressed a button to lower it slightly with a whirr of motors and gears. "Get up on here, please."