GRACE

A few hours later, we arrived in Manhattan and I found my way to David’s place. And without wasting time, David drove me to a rarely used state prison yard where I was supposed to meet Samantha… or the person that’s Samantha’s sister.

When we arrived at our destination, my eyes carried a certain weary and I became concerned about the next few minutes of that day.

“Is she really in there?” I asked David.

"Yes. Samantha is waiting for you. She is going to explain everything in detail.”

“Can’t you just tell me what you know?” My mind could experience a change. I was becoming hesitant and perhaps,...