The inmate immediately sat back in her chair.
"No problem, officer."
The guard looked between the two women, clearly sensing the tension.
For a moment, neither spoke.
Finally, he gave a short nod and moved on. Catalina watched him disappear down the aisle.
As soon as he was gone, the woman stood up. "I want you as my bitch."
"Then you're going to be very disappointed."
"I always get what I want." The inmate shot her one last glare before walking away.
Then another guard stepped into the dining hall. His eyes scanned the room before settling on her.
"Windsor!"
Several inmates looked up.
"You have a visitor."
Catalina frowned. Her mother had already visited earlier that day.
She certainly wasn't expecting any of her former high society friends. Most of them had disappeared the moment she was imprisoned.
Which meant whoever was waiting for her was probably the last person she'd expect.
