Chapter Twenty
She stared at the concrete wall, lying on the thin mattress, when she heard a key in the door and sat up to see a different guard, Patty, with light hair and at least fifty pounds on her. Patty terrified her more than any of them. She wondered how many days had passed. She’d had no word on how long she’d be there.
“Come on,” was all Patty said in that way of hers, never letting Reine know what she was walking into.
She stood up, expecting to be shackled again, but the woman only reached for her arm and pulled her out of the cell. She wondered for a minute whether she was going back into the general populace, whether the warden had figured she’d punished her enough.
“Where am I going? Do I finally get to use a phone? I’d like to call my dad.”
“Keep walking,” Patty said.
