After a while, the main gates of the customhouse's anti-smuggling prison swung open, and the warden came out in person to meet Colonel Field, leading him and two military officers into the prison.
Returning to this place after less than two days, Winters felt slightly emotional. Entering the prison as a guest rather than a prisoner certainly felt different.
The warden didn't lead Field and Winters into the main building but took them around the exterior wall to a small stone house.
Even before approaching the small stone house with a wooden roof, Winters could smell an odor that made one want to vomit. It was clear the warden was prepared, as he pulled out a sachet to cover his nose and mouth.
The colonel, expressionless, looked with contempt and disdain at the warden who couldn't help but react to the smell. Winters followed the lead, striving to keep his face straight and trying not to show any signs of discomfort.