The next morning there is much uncertainty. Sinan is quiet. When I ask him how he is feeling he is non-committal. “I’m fine,” he says, with a half smile.
“What’s the best outcome from today?”
“I might get that paper,” he says.
“If we don’t get it then at least we can get a photo,” I remind him. I have in mind to take a picture of Sinan outside the Consulate, proof we had been there. Read more