Chapter 77 A VISIT FROM BARRISTER SAMUEL

Three months had gone by since I was arrested. The cell became more cold as the days dragged by.

Although I lost track of time inside my cell, the outside world buzzed on. It was painful and agonizing for me.

Every day was the same routine for me. Breakfast, bath, and sit in my cold cell staring at the old rotating fan.

Every time I woke up from