The warden, Col. Jake Zubiri, 40, took a good look at the details of Nina’s records, and then at the young woman herself. 23, pleaded guilty, reclusion perpetua. Nina was already wearing the familiar orange over-all that all new detainees are issued with. She was no longer cuffed, and she was already shod; somehow, she still felt the heaviness of the handcuffs around her wrists. She tried to feel her pulse. Instead, she heard the beating of her heart getting louder. And faster.“It’s okay, George. I’ll handle this one. Why don’t you leave Miss, uh, Cañete, here with me for a little while? So we could have a heart-to-heart talk about, uh, her situation here with us. And please lock the door behind you.”With knowing eyes, the correction facility’s supervisor, Sgt. George de Silva, 45, curtly nodded and obeyed the warden’s instructions.As the door closed, Jake stood up from the black, leathered executive chair and stared at Nina’s eyes.“First name’s Nina, correct?”The young woman nod
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