Bruce's worst fears were confirmed then. He had no preparations for heroin withdrawal: nothing he could use to help her come down except check on her vital stats and keep an eye on her. "Fuck. I'm.. I'm sorry, I don't have any methadone here. It's too late for that anyway..."
He had seen withdrawals in the colleges he'd taught at. Drug culture was rife in those environments and he'd had a few kids overdose on his watch. "Why can't I touch her? What aren't you telling me?"