Still sitting across the prison warden in his office, and braiding over the warden's request with hearts racing with different thoughts, Carlos and his best friend Miguel looked on with faces that were lined with unease and determination. The silence that had suddenly fallen in the office.was palpable, and the warden's eyes were stripping the gentlemen naked.

Then the warden placed his arms folded on the desk and leaned forward. Breaking the silence with a low and grave voice.

"Like I said earlier, gentlemen. We will need your help. Jerry Cain's murder wasn't just a random act of violence, the authorities believed it was planned and skillfully executed. And you,...