Allie had never seen Kaz so excited. She had received a reply from Bea, wanting to set up a time for her to come and visit. They had organised a day, and Kaz frantically rushed around, looking for an outfit to wear to impress her idol, even though there was still a week to go before the big day. Allie was slightly amused at Kaz's excitement, but didn't blame her. It would be pretty amazing to be around this woman, regardless of the setting. Kaz had asked Allie to start looking up their next target while she was with Bea. As much as Allie would much rather be in the visiting centre, she knew that was never going to happen, and so just set herself up on Kaz's laptop, looking for their next act of retribution. Allie had really started to get involved in the workings of the RRH. She craved the hunt. It was only that, and the thought of Bea Smith that could replace the cravings she had for drugs. It was the only thing that helped her stay clean. It gave her a purpose, and she had never felt like she had had one before. She clicked through the internet, scrolling for any man who had gotten off without conviction. Eventually her eyes landed on a page that burned into her memory. It was the john from the night she had met Kaz. His name was Barry James. He had been charged with sexually assaulting a prostitute. "No fucking surprises there," she thought to herself, as she read through the rest of his case files. She had refused to do something for him, so he beat her to a pulp. The name of the girl wasn't mentioned, but Allie figured that chances were that she knew her. He had gotten a 2 year suspended sentence, and was able to walk freely away without any tarnish to his name. This was it. He was the next one to go down. She printed off everything she needed in bulk, and organised it into piles for each member of the RRH.
Just as she stapled the last stack of paper together, Kaz barged through the door. Her cheery mood from earlier had disappeared, and all that was left was a scowl that Allie knew all too well.
"I take it that it didn't go too well?" Allie asked as Kaz slammed her bag down on the bench and sat at the kitchen table. Kaz looked into Allie's eyes and when she spoke, it's like she was speaking straight to Allies soul. "I don't know what they have done to her, but it has to stop. We are making the next hit tonight." Allies jaw dropped at Kaz's words. "Soon, everyone will know that we are not going to stop. We are not going to give in. It has to be the oaf of a guard that was working reception. He couldn't keep his eyes off of me, and took great pleasure in grabbing me to escort me out. Men will never realise that it's us, women, who have all the power." Allie let Kaz rant as much as she needed. At the end of the day, it was the only was Kaz would calm down. "So, did you find someone?" Kaz finally finished. "Yeah." Allie showed Kaz the profile she had gotten together for Barry James. She looked it over carefully, and when she saw the reason he was Allies target, she looked sympathetically on at her. "I get it babe, we are gonna get this guy good".
Allie sat anxiously in the back of the van with the other women. She was no longer the scared little girl behind the camera. She was right up with the others, teaching these men a lesson, and making sure that they would never forget it. As soon as Barry walked past their van, Allie dived out after him. She kicked the back of his knee, making him drop straight onto his face. As Allie and the other women laid into him, Kaz asked him why he thought this was happening. He just spat at Kaz, so she joined the others in beating him until he was just a bloody pulp. She finished with her usual address about respecting women and signed off the camera. As the women walked away, Allie saw Barry sit up and laugh, blood trickling from the multiple gashes on his face. She couldn't help herself, and gave him one huge kick to the face, knocking him back down, before standing right on his dick. "Say you're sorry! Just say you're fucking sorry!" She shouted over and over again, as Kaz and the girls grabbed her and dragged her back to the van. As soon as the door was closed and the van started moving back towards Kaz's house, Kaz took Allie in her arms and simply told her that she couldn't get so emotional about it. These men would learn in time.
Months passed, and all the while, Allie was learning to keep herself emotionally detached from the horrors these men had caused. There was havoc all around them at the moment, as everyone was trying to figure out who exactly the Red Right Hand were. A corrections officer from Wentworth, Will Jackson, had even shown up, accusing Kaz of being the leader of the RRH. He didn't know just how right he was, but of course, Kaz played dumb. The RRH were being whispered about by battered women everywhere, and were the people that everyone in the streets were accusing of killing Harry Smith, Bea's abusive ex husband. Allie had dreamt about meeting Bea years ago, before she had been with Harry, and saving her from him. Then Allie remembered that Bea was about 10 years older than her, and that she would have only been 8 when Bea married the asshole. Then she thought about finding Bea before she turned on Harry and taking her and her daughter away from him. The thought of her, Bea and Debbie as one family made her smile. She had never had a family before, and this with Kaz was the closest she would probably ever get.
Kaz had been to see Bea again, and this time came home in a much better mood than the last time. "Bea has a job for us," she told Allie as she walked in the room. She showed Allie the sketch she had in her pocket. It was the face of a man, hand drawn. Allie could only assume the drawing was done by Bea herself, and marvelled at her talent. "Hang on, what are we meant to be doing with this?" Allie asked. She had been too busy admiring the sketch to completely understand why it was being shown to her. "Bea has asked us to get him for her. We have to find out who he is, tell her and then we can show him that he fucked with the wrong people." Allie examined the drawn face in front of her, but he didn't look familiar at all. After Allie had finished looking, Kaz took the drawing off her and put it back in her bag. The only thing she could really do was bring it to her contacts in the Police. They should be able to run through the database looking for him. The thought of being sent a job from Bea herself absolutely blew Allies mind. She was finally going to know for sure, that Bea would approve of what they were doing, and maybe she would finally get some recognition, rather than Kaz getting it all. Anything she could do for Bea, she would.