Chapter 27Bleary-eyed, Wolfe sat behind his desk, hoping the coffee would kick in soon.
It was Wednesday morning, but the week was dragging on like a bad movie.
He looked up at his computer screen and clicked into his schedule again. He was to sit in for a few group discussions, finally. After three months of working here, they were showing him a little trust. He’d been filing and typing long enough. He needed some action. Some human contact. He’d take Gloria and her box of kittens over this bureaucratic crap.
“Wolfgang, hi.” Diana, one of the counsellors, poked her head in his door. She was tanned, blonde, with arresting green eyes and absolutely no personality. He’d noticed how everyone at the clinic seemed to be on the same pill. They were apathetic on their good days. “William is co
