Chapter 13
Day 39
Cam paced the cell. She didn’t know the exact time, but she knew that her time was almost up. It was Friday and she was supposed to die tonight. She had accepted the sentence that was doled out two weeks before. It didn’t seem to matter.
The past two weeks had trudged by. She hadn’t known if she wanted it to fly or last forever, but now it was gone.
As she’d requested, she’d been given paper and a pencil and been allowed to write short letters to Lori and Grandma…and Jean-Rene. How could she ever apologize to him for dragging his sister here, for getting Michael killed? Because that was her fault. If she hadn’t insisted, if she hadn’t wanted just one more assignment, Michael would be safely home in their lakefront house, watching television and racing the boat up and
