The Unexpected Visitor

I was seated on my bunk in my cell when the guard informed me that I had a visitor. I sighed inwardly . Ever since my arrest, I had been getting visits from people who claimed to know me but were actually reporters who wanted to get a story out from me.

I complied as they led me out from my cell to the visiting room. As I sat on one side, I glanced at the visitor.

It was a woman.

Tall, elegant,