Forty-eight

SIBANE's POV
I sat on the cold prison floor, trying to control my breathing, when a female officer appeared and opened the cell door.

"Come on, someone's here to fetch you." It took a second for it to register in my head before I hurriedly stood up and was guided to the front desk and given my stuff which was mainly my jewelry and shoes. "They're outside." The female officer said sounding bored. I had spent the whole night in prison and when my eyes adjusted to the bright rays of the rising sun and I saw who was standing there leaning over his g-wagon I was confused as I walked up to him.