"You have a visitor," said the guard.

"A visitor?" Martin smiled happily and faced his guard as he set down his journal. He allowed Mr. David to put on his handcuffs. "Is it my boy?"

Martin had a smile on his face when he thought it would be Malcolm or Ainsley joining Mr. David. He lowered his smile slowly once he saw you instead but kept up his tiny disappointed smirk. "To whom do I owe the pleasure?"