Chapter 31

            Saturday . . .

            Eddie Balsom was escorted by a guard to the visiting area. From what he understood from the other prisoners, there were booths with telephones in the visiting room. Rows of booths with bullet proof glass between the prisoner and their visitor.

            Since no one had ever visited Eddie he had never been in the room. It was exactly what the guys had described with white dingy walls.

            The guard walked Eddie past other cuffed and chained prisoners who were talking to love ones and friends. There was a young broad guy with thick, brown hair sitting at the end of the room on the visitor’s side. His jaw looked like it was chiseled out of stone. It looked like he worked