The officer came out, and they left the two of us. The door was closed again as if Attorney Alvarez was also a prisoner. The bad man I talked to looked at me again, but I just shrugged my shoulders. I adjusted my seat and focused on the person in front of me. I feel he is my savior. It’s not even obvious that I’m still eager to get out of here because I know in myself the truth.

“Attorney Alvarez, how did you know I was here?” I moved my body closer to him and lowered my voice because I was afraid someone would overhear our conversation even though...