Chapter 26Cameron stood outside Gina’s cell and looked at the blank walls. The corridor seemed empty now, without Gina bubbling around. There’d probably be someone new in there soon, but Gina’s presence was still there, even though her personal belongings had been removed.
Now, it was show time. It hadn’t dawned on her what today was until she’d gotten to breakfast. Today was March the thirteenth! Friday, the fuckin’ thirteenth, she thought, Well, I guess this really will be someone’s unlucky day. Let’s just hope it’s not mine.
What was it that Gramma Anna always said? “You make your own luck in life.” Well, this better be a day for good luck. But Cameron had the feeling that luck would have nothing to do with it.
Was she ready? It was now three-thirty. At four o’clock, Warden Spellman
