The phone rang. It was almost time. The witnesses were summoned to a visiting room less then a minute form the death chamber.
Guards pat-searched the witnesses for contraband – male guards for the male witnesses, female guards for the women. A beeper was confiscated from a reporter, to be returned after the execution.
Again, the phone. “That could be the call,” one reporter said.
“We’re ready,” a guard said. Another walk, this one down a white corridor, outside through two chain link fences into yet another building, past the holding cell that kept Cook for seven hours and a few precious minutes.
The witnesses were whisked into a room. The figure stepped out from the hidden room. Signaled. Stepped back in.
Warden Jones asked Inmate No. 918 if he had any final words.
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