Back outside, Nina checked her pockets. Her notes from inside were gone. She remembered placing the small notebook in her coat earlier. Now it was not there. She had no proof it had been taken, only the cold knowledge that it had been. She would have to rely on memory.
Jessa listened as Nina described the visit. “Of course, they showed you the courtyard,” she said. “They want you to see happy children. That is the point.” Nina nodded slowly. “The staff said they avoid disruption. That word again.” Jessa snorted. “Disruption means anything that makes the numbers jump.”