A dog sniffed his clothes and briefcase for drugs.An attendant brought him coffee and said that Sebastian would be along soon. Charlotte had called Daniel to say that she was running a little late, but to begin without her. He felt apprehensive in the small room. It had to be kept locked at all times, he had been advised, but there was a panic alarm to use if he needed anything. He felt the paper and leaves sensation in his stomach, dry and shifting; it made him uneasy.Sebastian was brought in by a care assistant.‘Good to see you again, Seb,’ Daniel said. ‘Are you all right?’‘Not really. I hate it in here.’‘Do you want something to drink?’‘I’m all right, thanks. I just had some orange juice. Can you get me out of here? I hate it. It’s horrible. I want to go home.’‘Have your mum and dad been to see you a lot?’‘My mum’s been a few times, but I want to go home … Can’t you sort it out? I just want to go home.’Sebastian’s head fell suddenly into the crook of his elbow.
