Thirty-Nine
"You have a visitor, Mr. Nickerson," a guard announced. "Oh, Steve, it's you!" Glynn exclaimed. It surprised Ashton how well he could hear what was being said in the next room. Once the door shut behind the wall, footsteps knocked heavily against the floor in a hurried pace before suddenly stopping. "Are you insane?" Steve's voice growled in the silence. "Me?" Glynn whined. "I know not of what you're referring to, because you are the one insane." Steve released a bitter laugh. "I'm not the one who got myself thrown in jail." "Well, they have nothing on me," Glynn grumbled. "All they have are the incoherent slurs of your Opium-induced wife. And you know as well as I, a woman like that cannot be taken seriously." Steve laughed again. "What makes you think they aren't going to believe
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