“I also have a feeling about the British Isles. There are many ancient sacred places there and—call it witch’s intuition—you need to go there. It’s important. But, first, we have to find the key. I’ve been thinking of where to look first. If the key is an ordinary real key, it could be either a door or a padlock key, or a clock key, and it would have to be fairly old. It has to be in plain sight. Ordinarily those kinds of keys are not always out in the open, but in a museum they would be.”
When Dr. M had said Londonhe had felt a sudden, sharp of energy, just as he and Henry had felt when Loki’s hair turned into a corona of flame. The tunnel and the cave were in England. Jamey was sure of it.
“What is it?”
“We have to go there—to England, I felt it, I sawit. In the dream lessons.”
Dr. M stared at him. “Why didn’t you say something?”