Chapter 128 128. The cell block

Stevie

The cell block is quiet again—unnervingly so. The hum of lights, the metallic echo of my boots, and the steady thrum of my own heartbeat are the only sounds I hear as I walk back to the third cell on the left.

He sits where I left him—elbows on his knees, head lowered, fingers woven togethe...

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