Chapter 14 - The Final Visit To The Cell
One week before his trial was set to begin, I walked into the visitor lounge of the Plymouth County Correctional Facility.
Julian sat across the thick glass divider, wearing an orange jumpsuit, his hair graying, his posture completely broken by months of confinement.
When he looked up and saw me standing on the other side of the glass, a tear rolled down his sunken, hollow cheek.
“Evelyn…” Julian whispered into the wall-mounted phone, his voice crackling with pathetic desperation.
“Please... you have to help me. They’re going to give me fifteen years in federal prison.”
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“I’m sorry for what I did to you... I’m sorry for what I did to my mother... Please, just drop the corporate charges.”
I picked up the receiver, looking into his eyes with an icy, unyielding calm that made him shiver behind the glass.
