Shady

“… right after she ‘graduated’ or whatever?”

“That’s insane,” Sadie muttered. “…I can’t imagine Meyer managing more than like… two. Maaaaaybe.”

Sadie wanted to know, too. “Yeah. And how many participants does each one have?”

“And Emily is also your caseworker?” Sadie asked. It was too early to remember details.

Sadie furrowed her brow. “Threats of physical violence weren’t mentioned in the brochure.” Not that there was a brochure. But still.

“Getting removed.”

Sadie looked at him suspiciously. “What does that mean?”

“… and they’re all here at once? Why does it change daily?”

“What!” Sadie stared at him incredulously.

Sadie, however, was intrigued. “How many people are here?”

She shook her head.

Sadie went back to sipping her coffee in disgruntled silence.

“Hm… and do you feel like that’s how it’s working out?”

“…what made you want to join?”

“How so?”