[MaC] Separations: The Group in Vangie's flat

[Tara Kunkel]

> > >"How are things down here?"
> >
> > Braham held his ground by the door, "Well I'm afraid the
> > Warden was not
> > much help. He sounded as if the whole matter was a nuisance
> > that we should
> > be able to resolve ourselves." He shrugged. "I asked that he
> > notify the
> > police since we are not allowed to leave the building. I
> > suppose we'll just
> > have to bide our time and hope word gets to them in a timely manner.
> >
> > "Beyond that, things are calm enough. Officer Powell just
> > needed fresh
> > dressing on his wound."
>
>Vangie came back into the room carrying a tray with a plate of assorted
>cookies and a stack of small plates just in time to hear this last.
>"What wound?"

"The old one," Braham replied. Though not feeling a need to go into much 
detail he added, "He caught his hand on the doorjamb as we re-entered the 
building. It seems to have aggravated the healing process."

Feeling a bit safer with Evangeline in the room, he ventured beyond the 
doorway towards the sitting area. "Is there something I can be of help 
with?" he asked sincerely.