Chapter 448: We’ll Be Ready
At Meta City Capital Prison, Rico sat on the edge of his bunk, frowning as he stared at a worn photo of Melissa in his hand.
"Is that your wife?" his cellmate asked, eyeing the picture curiously.
Rico let out a bitter smile. "She’s the woman I’ve never stopped looking for. I can’t believe I might rot in this place without ever seeing her again."
His expression darkened. He had been so close, he had finally learned that Melissa was living somewhere in this very country. If it weren’t for Carla’s damn case dragging him down, he might’ve reached her by now. And that lunatic Dina, pointing all the blame at him to save herself, only made things worse.
"That traitor bitch," he muttered under his breath, his grip tightening on the photo.
Suddenly a loud clang echoed through the cell block as the guard called out, "Rico Alvarez! You’ve got a visitor!"
Rico stiffened. Visitors were rare... too rare. He stood up quickly, sliding the photo into his pocket, and followed the guard through the long corridor.
When he stepped into the small visitor’s room, his eyes immediately locked onto a man in a black leather jacket, sitting casually. Rico’s brows furrowed. He was one of his most trusted men from the old days, Nilo.
"You look like hell," Nilo greeted him with a low chuckle as Rico sat across the table.