A luxurious car came to a smooth stop in front of the police station. The engine died down quietly as Romeo stepped out, adjusting the sleeves of his expensive suit before making his way into the building without hesitation.
The moment he entered, the cold atmosphere of the station hit him. Officers moved about busily while Romeo walked down the long hallway that led to the prisoners' visitation area.
"He'll be here shortly to meet you," the prison guard on duty informed him after a brief introduction, pointing toward an empty chair.
Romeo nodded slightly before taking his seat.
Around him were several families and loved ones visiting inmates. Some whispered quietly through tears while others clung desperately to the little moments they had together.
Meanwhile, Romeo sat still, his fingers tightening slightly around his phone. Every few seconds, he unlocked the screen to check for messages.
Nothing.
