A New Handler At The Agency
Chapter 11
Prison, Day 2
The next day in prison started the same as yesterday. Yard time, washing dishes, then lunch.
"Well, I guess I'll write another letter to Henrietta." I said to myself
I started writing
Dear Henrietta,
Still in the slammer. The day started just like yesterday with yard time, washing dishes, then lunch. Yesterday, I learned something about this place. Of course I kind of had this figured out a few days earlier. Its not just about what they make you give up in here. They take your freedom and dignity, but you do as you're told and you survive as long as you can. The moment you put on this uniform, your name doens't mean anything to the guards. To them, you're just a walking number. What I can do now is just stay moving, alert, and most of all paraniod untill something breaks through for me to get out of here. Last night, I had a dream where after you kissed me, I was always by your side. We were walking through a field of red and white roses. When I woke up, you weren't with me. The dreams kept me going yesterday, and they will now.
Love,
Jesse
Folded it, met with Alex, gave it to "The Messenger".
BACK AT THE AGENCY
"Henrietta, there's some letters for you." Jose said
*took them* "Thanks Jose." Henrietta said as she went back to her room
HENRIETTA'S ROOM
"Lets see..." *opend the first one*
Dear Henrietta,
I don't know if this letter will get to you, but, a thought that it might gives me some hope in this hole I'm in. They're holding me at a maximum security prison for as they say, "the worst of the worst" For now all I can do is try to survive as long as I can untill you, Jose or anyone else can think of something to get me out of here. The police said that I killed Mark, but I know I didn't. I gave Jose all the pictures on my camera to Jose I took for evidence. All they got me on for evidence is an empty mag almost identical to the gun that I have. I send my love to you.
Your boyfriend,
Jesse
*starts to cry and puts her hands on her eyes* "I LOVE YOU TOOOOOO!" She yelled
She then opend the other letter and read it
Dear Henrietta,
Still in the slammer. The day started just like yesterday with yard time, washing dishes, then lunch. Yesterday, I learned something about this place. Of course I kind of had this figured out a few days earlier. Its not just about what they make you give up in here. They take your freedom and dignity, but you do as you're told and you survive as long as you can. The moment you put on this uniform, your name doens't mean anything to the guards. To them, you're just a walking number. What I can do now is just stay moving, alert, and most of all paraniod untill something breaks through for me to get out of here. Last night, I had a dream where after you kissed me, I was always by your side. We were walking through a field of red and white roses. When I woke up, you wern't with me. The dreams kept me going yesterday, and they will now.
Love,
Jesse
*flops on her bed and cries out of love and saddness* "Poor Jesse. Who knows what kind of horible things are happening to him. I gotta break him out." Henrietta declared
She took the letters and went to Triela's room
TRIELA'S ROOM
"TRIELA!" She yelled sobbing
"Whats wrong?" She asked
"Jesse's in prison. Here are these letters he wrote." Henrietta said. She gave them to her and she read them.
"THATS IT! Thats who took Jesse the other day." Triela said
"What? You saw the police take Jesse and you dind't do ANYTHING!" She yelled *punched the wall, then felt the shock of the pain.*
"Dahhhhhhhhh." She yelled
"No Henrietta. I didn't see who took Jesse because when I went to look for him, the only clues that were there was a bag with a new pair of jeans he bought, and one of his pistols he threw on the ground." Triela said. She handed my gun to her. Henrietta brought it to her chest.
"Will you and the others help me break my boyfriend out?" Henrietta asked desperetley still hugging my gun
"Well, you're talking about breaking into a *stretched the words* PO-LIEECE-STATION. But since its out of love, we will help you." Triela said
"Yeah. I'm with you." Rico said
"Count me in." Claes said
"I'm in." Jose said as she heard the conversation
"Jose!" Henrietta said in suprise
"I heard the whole thing. I'm with you. We need him back. He's to valuable of an asset." Jose said
"OH THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!" Henrietta said
BACK AT THE PRISON
"Thanks for the tip about "The Messenger." I said to Alex
"Who is "The Messenger"? You know his name?" I asked
"His name is Jason. But everyone calls him that instead." Alex said
"Thanks." I said
"You see that big dude over there?" Alex asked
"Yeah." I said
"Thats B.J. He thinks he's "King of the cellblock."" Alex said
"What else?" I asked
"He likes to rough up the new prisoners. Word is that he's going to jump you durring yard time today." Alex said
"Well I'm not gonna let that happen." I told Alex.
"Well what are you going to do? Its not like they have machine guns and RPG's in here." Alex said
"Just show me what you can get and I'll think of something." I told Alex
"Alright. I'll see what I can get my hands on." Alex said
BACK IN MY CELL
Alex managed to get some magazine pages, a battery, a salt packet, ducktape, 2 wires, and a lighter.
I went to work. I rolled up one roll of the pages, and wraped them in duck tape. I did the same to the other one. Then, I poured the salt packet in the sink, and let them sit. While the pages soaked in the salt water, I taped both of the wires to the battery. I had both of them stretch from one end to the other, the untaped them. Made sure one part of the wires curved. I hid the paper clubs under the shirt of my uniform. I just hid the battery and the lighter in my pocket.
When yard time came, the guards escorted us. Alex was right behind me. I handed her the battery and the lighter. She light the wires on the battery, and threw it on cot of an empty cell. It ignited almost instantly. In the midst of the panic and the smoke from the fire, I took my clubs, ran, slid, and knocked down one of the prisoners who was guarding "B.J". B.J then charged at me, but then I smacked him around like a punching bag with the clubs. His bodyguard got up again, and pulled a knife on me. I dodged his stabs, knocked him against the wall, and the knife fell out of his hand. B.J. then got up, I knocked him across the face with the clubs with speed and force. After that, I jabbed him in the stomach. He fell, and couldn't get up. All the prisoners cheered loudly in the midst of B.J's defeat.
"WHO'S THE KING NOW! HUH?" I asked in victory
"YOU ARE!" They all cheered. Even Alex did
"NAME'S VIOLENTJ! REMEMBER IT!" I yelled droping the clubs raising my arms
"ViolentJ! Lets go!." Alex said
We then ran to the kitchen to wash dishes. Alex said that the one of the guards owed her a favor.
"Nice beatdown earlier ViolentJ." Alex told me
"Thanks. Let me know if there's anything I can do to pay you back." I told her
"Just wash the stuff here and make us look good." Alex said
"Well you can see that we're doing that now." I joked
After we were done with the laundry, I went back to my cell, and went to bed for the night.