158. QUESTIONING

VINCENT

I slammed my car door shut before I went over to the other side to open up for Katerina.

"Thank you," she muttered, looking as eager to see Whitney as I was. She looked even more eager, but then again that was probably because the woman literally wore her emotions like a sleeve.

We walked briskly inside the prison walls without really saying anything else to each other; we had talked enough on our way here.

It was only when we were getting to her cell, that Katerina turned to face me, telling me,

"I am going to let you talk to her. You are the one who is mostly affected by this, I would let you question her and whatnot without any interruptions but I also want to say stuff to her too, just so you know." She informed me, and I nodded, not wanting to say anything in response at first, except that nod, but after a quick glance at her face, I could see the desperation in her eyes for me to be okay and just like that, I just couldn’t keep to myself any longer.

I threw m