Well, that was an awfully vague answer, but Barnaby knew better than to press for too many details. Outside of trying to establish a common link between the patients, there wasn't any point. But when he wasn't even sure how much of their stories he could trust, it was hard to want to put a lot of effort into anything he couldn't see with his own eyes or hold with his own hands.

That had become especially important to him over the past several days. When Barnaby thought back on the circumstances leading to his capture, and his own unreliable grasp on reality, his stomach twisted into knots. To be honest, he needed to do a better job chronicling the people he met here and what they said in case it became useful later.

"California," he evenly echoed as he rested his hands in his lap, the partially-eaten sandwich ignored for now. That in of itself wasn't all that remarkable, but Barnaby continued talking. "I don't suppose you've ever heard of Stern Bild, have you?"