ATLAS GRANTSEVEN YEARS AGO“ I am here to visit, Elena Carlson,” I muttered to the guard in the black and white striped uniform. My voice was shaky. This would be the first time I stepped into a prison. Elena is a stranger to me, I mean, she doesn't know me. But I know her. “And who are you?” the Guard with the unlinked goatee had asked. I hesitated, not sure if I should give my real name.“Atlas, Atlas Jasper,” I responded, Jasper was my middle name. He buzzed me in and I made my way to the visitor area. I sat down, gently tapping the table nervously as I waited for Elena, she had not been convicted yet. Her trial would be in a few days, and I was here to stop her from making the biggest mistake of her life.She strode in with handcuffs in her hands, her eyes were dim and her eye patches faded in pale yellow. Her hair was messy and it looked like she had lost a few pounds. I adjusted my sunshades and fake mustache. I had worn a disguise because I didn't want her to know who I w
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