“I want to see him.”

“As soon as it’s safe, we’ll help you.”

The door opened.

Warren appeared carrying nothing but a paper cup of water he had been told I couldn’t yet drink.

His tie was gone, his shirt sleeves rolled up.

He looked as though he’d spent the night sitting in the same chair.

“I’m sorry,” he said immediately.

“I didn’t know whether they’d let me in.”