Chapter Seventy-Two.

"Colton Chambers"

At the call of his name, the man behind the prison bars lifted his face up to the guard that unlocked his cell. Colton arose to his feet with not an expression one saw everyday. "You have a visitor" The guard continued and drew his door open.

Colton's eyes lit up in shock with a smirk creeping to the corner of his lips. "A visitor?" He echoed and his hands was bound in a pair of metal handcuffs before he escorted to the visiting room. The jailer left him by the door and his eyes settled on the one table that was half occupied.

On one end was a nicely dressed man in a tuxedo and a briefcase placed to the table. Colton looked around the dimly lit room with a suspicious gaze and then he inched closer to take the seat. "Who are you?" His voice was deep and raucous.

"Good day to you too" The man replied with a certain level of equanimity unmatched and Colton cleared his throat. Their eyes locked for a tense second before the man pulled out a clipboard. Colton looked back