A couple of minutes before Rebecca came bursting through Kunta's door, the room down the hall had been running calmly or maybe not that much.
Christopher and Sydney had, at some point during the long hours of the evening, pulled a table into the center of the room and positioned themselves behind it on their chairs. The effect, unintentionally, was exactly that of two detectives who had just sat their suspects down for a long conversation and had nowhere else to be.
Across from them, Lucy and Penny had nowhere to go and no means to get there regardless.
