Seth's story

Through a heavy fireproofed door he activated an electronic device and pushed hard against smooth steel. A tall, handsome young man with green eyes, black dishevelled hair and round reading glasses works his way past the photocopier on the right hand side. This was the right hand side of a thick glass wall which shielded ten meeting rooms and opposed a row of light shining in through a long window above a red brick façade. Seth Smalling sits himself in the centre of an open plan office, with low ceilings and square light panels, and was surrounded by stationery, paper files and a dusty- lopped sided screen suspended from the back.