But she had no idea how to do it. If the records of this phony court were being kept, she was not the one who was ever going to be able to find them. And if she could, she had no idea who to bring it to. And time was growing shorter.
The guards marched back into the room, this time stopping at the door to Valentina’s cell. The two older kids sleeping on the bunks sat up quickly the moment the bars rose and lined up with the others to be led down the corridor to the open door. Two more guards stood on either side of this door, one counting off prisoners as they walked by, making marks on a tablet built into the arm of his uniform. The other yawned widely.
The hallway beyond was so bright after the semidark of the cells that Valentina had to shut her eyes, stumbling along with the others u
