Page 8 of In Death, Love Survives
I know this, but it doesn’t stop me from feeling like they are piercing right through my very being. The swirling of the deep green mixed with a hint of honey has me transfixed.
I try to snap out of it, but it feels impossible.
Remember, Nova.
He knows that staff members are on the other side of this two-way mirror. It’s no surprise to him that people are watching. He’s trying to show he’s not scared of what’s to come. That’s it. It’s not me.
“Arrogant. Just like I thought he’d be,” Ryan says.
It finally breaks my trance.
“Who is he exactly, and why wasn’t he on the list?”
Facing Ryan, I gulp as I wait for his answer. The corner of his mouth twitches in amusement.
“You don’t recognize him?”
“No, I don’t. Should I?” I try to wrack my brain but come up with nothing.
“I suppose not. However, to some, he is a legend. Maybe notorious is a better word to describe him in our circles.”
“Why is that?”
Ryan clears his throat and adjusts his tie. As he settles back to his prior position, he cocks his head to the side.
“This is Wolfe Walker.”
“Wolfe Walker…”
“They couldn’t let everyone know he was coming to our maximum security prison.”
That’s when it hits me. Wolfe Walker. I have seen his name in the news. He just had a major trial and was sentenced to a prison term. I hadn’t put two and two together that he might end up here.
“Why couldn’t the staff know he was coming? That doesn’t make sense.”
“You mustn’t know the full extent of his history.”
“I suppose not, but he’s still a prisoner. We have protocols for a reason.”
“We do, but I suppose when you look at a legend like Wolfe,” he starts.
“A criminal is not a legend,” I retort.
Ryan groans.
“Come on. Let’s get back there. You’ll get to meet him in person soon enough.”
“Does he need my care?”
“That’s for you to determine. Either way, he’ll be seeing you today so you can.”
We both stand up and start to make our way out of the silent observation room. As I glance around at my colleagues, I see that all of them are looking at Mr. Walker with wide eyes in disbelief, like I was moments ago.
Ryan and I start the walk back to our medical unit. Even though he’s made it clear I’ll be seeing Mr. Walker today, it bugs me that I didn’t know ahead of time, especially if he is so infamous.
“Who did Crawley tell?” I ask.
Ryan glances over at me before focusing on the walk ahead again.
