Chapter 5

Joana's POV

The prison was a real hole in hell.

Like any place of maximum security, it was located practically in a condominium of its own to stay away from all the surroundings, although it was not like in the movies, where it was on top of a cliff surrounded by the sea. It was in the south of the city, kept in the eyes of all, but without much emphasis on the kind of people who were kept inside.

The facade was simple, with a reinforced gate, high and thick walls, and agents in every corner. There were four guardhouses. Two in the front, one in the back, and one on the sides.

The guards were armed to the teeth, some even wearing helmets that hid some aspects of their appearance. In general, they all boasted a frown, an expression of few friends and a unique coldness.

I had an appointment. Besides, I didn't go alone. I made a point of dragging one of my co-workers, João Vitor, my partner in the office.

He had more experience than me in criminal pr