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Something brought Shyla to that place. She couldn’t say exactly what it was. After leaving Beeks in the bar, and walking for a long time, she’d ended up crashing in a motel. The next morning, she woke up with a new sense of determination and a plan. Once the necessary calls were made and the paperwork filled out, Shyla waited for her authorization.
Eight days had gone by since she’d walked out of Score’s building. He hadn’t been in touch, no one had, but that was likely because she’d left her cellphone behind. Not on purpose, she’d taken it out before Stan’s service and hadn’t put it back. The radio silence kept her head clear. She needed that clarity to endure going to that place.
Shyla had never been to visit her brother in prison. Half of her didn’t know why she was there and the
