Bad Girls
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Prologue
Ros stared at the ceiling thinking about the past few hours. She knew there was no way she was going to put Beth, Erin or Zoe in the position she was now. The grey ceiling reflected her mood. With Lucas and Beth still recovering from their injuries she knew her and Ruth were the only ones on the team fit enough to get the job done.
"On your feet." A harsh voice caught her attention. Ros groaned, rolling off the top bunk she landed on her feet.
"New cell mate for you Rachel." Ros glared at the wide set prison officer. "Rachel Evans meet Kyla Lloyd. Play nicely." Ros narrowed her eyes as the skinny woman with greasy hair and track marks running up her arms stepped gingerly into the cell. Ros frowned slightly.
"Hiya." The younger women looked at her. Ros remained deadpan. "What you in for?"
"Long enough." Ros tried not to flinch as the cell door slammed shut.
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Previously
"So." Ruth stood in front of the meeting room. "This woman, Francine Gruber is currently serving life with a minimum sentence of twenty five years for murdering her husband and baby son."
"She killed her child?" Will was incredulous as he thought about Ruth's words.
"Yes." Ruth felt sick at the thought. "He was six days old. She tried to use post partum psychosis but the psychiatrist said she had no signs of mental illness."
"Evil bitch then." Alec confirmed.
"Apparently so." Ruth agreed as Harry watched her. "Now She is in prison she has been linked to a far right group with links to neo Nazi groups."
"We know that she is the ring leader controlling the group radicalising young women. She's linked to drugs coming into the prison. We know she has links to Britain for Britain and we know she's grooming young women on the inside."
"Britain for Britain again?" Zaf rolled his eyes.
"Tenacious little scumbags." Ros agreed. "So, as of tomorrow morning we put an end to her fun and games."
"How?" Adam knew he wouldn't like the answer. Harry ran a hand over his face, remembering the conversation in his office earlier that day.
"I'm going to prison. And Ruth is going to be my liaison to D."
"New job opening at the prison." Ruth explained. "Counsellor. I start tomorrow."
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