Chapter 138

• Governor Wayne's convoy rolled up to the prison facility with a sense of urgency that matched the tension in the air. The dark vehicles, gleaming under the harsh floodlights, came to a swift halt.
• As the doors opened, a dozen men and women in suits emerged, forming a protective cordon around the governor as he stepped out.
• Wayne with his commanding presence, paused momentarily to take in his surroundings. His expression was a mixture of concern and frustration, his brows furrowed beneath a mop of neatly combed grey hair. He adjusted his glasses with a practiced hand and moved forward, his entourage closely following his every step.