He comes to the building on a Thursday morning, five days after Margaret's detention.I am in the lobby not intentionally, not as a confrontation I planned. I am coming back from a forty-minute run and I have not yet taken the elevator when he pushes through the main entrance, and we are therefore standing ten feet apart in the lobby of the building with the December cold still on both our faces before either of us has had a second to choose our approach.Damien's man is between us in three seconds,I put my hand on his arm. "It's all right," I say, to the man, not to Adrian.Adrian looks at me, he is wearing a coat I don't recognize, slightly too large for him, the way clothes look when you have lost weight in a short period. His face carries the specific quality of someone who has not been sleeping. The composure he used to wear the way other people wear aftershave — automatic, invisible to him, immediately perceptible to everyone in the room — is not entirely present."You're violat
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