In the visiting room, Xyla Quest sat quietly in a chair. She was playing with her phone while she waited for Emily Quest.

In front of her was a thick glass wall that divided the large space into two parts; internal and external.

Not long after Xyla sat down, Emily was escorted over by two prison guards.

Emily’s hair had already been cut very short. She was wearing a gray prison uniform with an orange vest on the outside.

Without any makeup on, Emily was a sore sight. She didn’t look like her