In her downtown condo, Becky Owens was adjusting the black wig in the mirror when Josh walked into the bedroom, frowning slightly. "Are you sure this is a good idea? Going to see Blake in prison after everything that's happened?"
Becky turned to face him, her expression resolute. "Of course it is. He nearly killed me remember? I deserve some answers."
Josh sighed but didn't argue further as Becky finished getting ready - applying bold red lipstick, slipping into high heels, and grabbing her press badge. She wore a confident, authoritative look.
"I'll be back in a couple hours," Becky said briskly, giving Josh a quick peck on the cheek before heading out. She hopped into her black SUV and drove to Valley State Prison on the outskirts of the city.
Meanwhile, Blake Shelton sat on the edge of the cot in his tiny cell, shoulders slumped in dejection. The harsh fluorescent lighting and bare concrete walls closed in around him oppressively.
