[center][h1][Color=F48CA7]Josephine Clark[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=F48CA7]Location:[/color] The Prison[/center][hr]

Josephine felt a little bad for putting Mr. Walsh into this, but if it would help them out, it would be for the best. He wouldn't rat Aziza out either and he could add some credibility to their testimony. He was there, after all. She watched the Warden's eyes linger over her and knew she had him where she wanted him.

And then there was a knock.

She tried not to breathe a sigh of relief. She wasn't looking forward to..entertaining the Warden. She didn't understand a word they were saying, but based on the look he kept giving her, it was about them. Just what the hell was going on? She had enough of this. When the Warden sat back down, she spoke up. [color=F48CA7]"Talk to Mr. Walsh if you wish. He should be able to add some clarification. Now, any more questions or shall we make the best of the time while we wait?"[/color]