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Sarah's POV

“Hit it, we're running out of time. We don't have much time on our side,” I yelled.

“I'm doing my best, ma'am,” he replied.

“Just shut up and drive.”

In no time, we got to the prison.

I quickly rushed out of the car and ran towards the visitors section.

“I'd love to see Mr. John Stones,” I requested urgently. My voice reeked with urgency and impatience