Chapter 36
The Sins of the Father

When Piper looked up and saw King standing there, her first thought was to go for her throat. She hated the way the red-haired woman was looking down at her—sneering, with a look of victory on her smug fucking face. She kept her cool when she thought of Steely's words about not making Alex do all of this for nothing. She simply stood up and faced Judy King straight on and being a few inches taller than King, it was almost as if King cowered a little. Piper knew she wasn't so tough without her groupies around.

"So, are you going to explain this to me?" Piper asked.

"Explain what?"

"This whole vendetta thing you have against me. It can't just be because I dumped a tray of food on you. Come on, tell me what's the really going on here. I can tell that you want to… that it's just eating you from the inside out. So spill it, King," Piper said shoving her finger into King's chest.

"You really have no idea, do you? Well, I'm really not surprised. You're the type of person that thinks they're better than everyone else. You've probably never had to work for anything in your pathetic, pampered life."

Piper was surprised by the accusation, "Excuse, me? You don't know anything about me… you don't know what I've had to work for in my life or the things I've done. Who the fuck do you think you are? You're the rich, snooty, celebrity chef."

"I worked my ass off for what I have, princess. I built my up my brand from scratch. No one handed me anything on a silver platter. Everything I have is because of my hard work and my success," King said defensively and angrily.

"You mean everything you had, right? Because if I recall, the feds took back everything that you had stolen and embezzled," Piper said with a smirk.

King stepped towards Piper, and said, "And it's all your fault."

Piper almost laughed, "How is this my fault?"

"Your father and I were business partners years ago. I bet you never knew that, did you, princess?"

"What? My father? And you? No, I would have known that," Piper said.

"My name wasn't Judy King back then. I was Linda Murray, and I was a struggling chef that was trying to open my own restaurant. That's when I met your father. He would come to the restaurant where I worked as a sou chef. We struck up a conversation one day, and I told him my dreams of owning my own restaurant, and he offered to invest. He was such a charmer, your father."

Piper searched her brain, she had never heard anything about her father co-owning a restaurant. "My father, Bill Chapman?"

"Yes, your precious father," King smirked, "and not only was he an investor in my restaurant… we were fucking like two wild rabbits. You don't remember him bringing you to my restaurant for ice cream? While you were stuffing your face with mint chocolate chip, your father was stuffing me."

Piper was furious now. She didn't understand why this woman was making up such lies about her father. Then she suddenly flashed back to that day so long ago when she went with Sara H. to sneak in the movie theater to see Dazed and Confused. She had seen her father coming out of a restaurant with a red haired lady, and then he kissed her and put her in his car. Then she remembered how Cal always joked about how their dad had fucked two different women called Linda. Was that fucking Judy King? Piper thought.

"Your father ruined me. He promised me he would leave his wife to be with me. We had planned to sell the restaurant eventually and move to the south of France. But he lied. In the end, he said he couldn't go through with it. He didn't want to break up his family because his little princess needed him too much. He left me high and dry. My restaurant folded, and I was left with nothing. He broke my heart, and for what… to stay with his drunk of a wife and spoiled bratty kids. I could have given him the life he's always truly wanted."

"Fuck you," Piper said.

"Oh, the truth hurts, doesn't it princess? You probably thought he was a saint all these years. Well, now you know. Your father ruined my life. I was never the same person after he left me. I ended up marrying someone that I can barely tolerate, and I let greed ruin any success I ever had after your father," King said dramatically.

"So all this panty business of yours was just your way of getting revenge? For my father leaving you?" Piper asked, still in disbelief.

"I wanted to make you pay for your father's sins. I recognized your name soon after getting here, and then I saw him with you in visitation over the summer… with your drunk mother and those hippies. Oh, and he saw me too. You know, I bet that's probably the only reason he came to visit you. He probably just wanted to see me again," King laughed, taunting Piper.

Piper had enough. She would have to apologize to Alex when she got to Max because she was about to throttle this woman. But just as she was about to lunge at her, Red appeared from behind her and stepped around and got between her and King.

"That's enough, Blondie," she said as she grabbed onto both of Piper's shoulders and started to push her out of the cubicle. "She's not worth it. Let's go. Now!" Red said loudly enough to bring Piper back to reality.

"This isn't over, King," Piper said as Red dragged her out of the dorms.

Steely met Nicky in the janitorial closet as instructed. They were going to attempt to get to Caputo's computer in the front offices. It wouldn't be too suspicious for Nicky to clean up there at this hour, but it would be suspicious if Steely went with her, so Steely had to hide in a janitorial cleaning cart. It was a tight space for the tall girl, but she managed. Once she was safely hidden inside, Nicky started to push the cleaning cart toward the front offices.

"Geez, you're not as light as you look, Banks," Nicky said as she struggled to push the cart.

"Fuck you, Nichols," came Steely's muffled reply from the cart.

"It's that delicious prison food, right? I gained five pounds my first year here. I blame it on taco nights," Nicky said, laughing a little.

"Just take it easy on the bumps there, Nichols, fuck," Steely said as Nicky was pushing her over what felt like huge speed bumps.

"Relax, I'm a great driver. We're almost there. Now be quiet while I talk to the guards at the front desk."

Steely listened as Nicky bullshitted her way past the guards into Caputo's office. Once inside, Nicky closed the door, and helped Steely out.

"Okay, do your thing, James Bond," Nicky said pointing towards the computer.

Steely went straight to the computer and sat down to work. "Jesus!"

"What? What's wrong?" Nicky asked startled.

"There's like twenty windows of porn up," Steely said as she vigorously clicked the mouse to minimize the offending windows.

"You seem surprised," Nicky joked, "from a guy with a box of Kleenex and hand lotion on his desk."

After a few more minutes of furious typing, Steely said, "Okay, I'm in." She looked down at her arm where she had the account number written, 4815162342, and she typed those in. She quickly transferred all of that money into a fake account under Aydin's name. The grand total was well over $7 million. She was surprised by the amount of money in the account, but then she remembered Alex telling her that this wasn't the only prison they had girls working.

"How much longer?" Nicky asked anxiously as she half-cleaned the floor.

"Money is transferred, and it's more than I thought, which is even better. Now, just a couple more things, then we're done," she said.

"Good, hurry up," Nicky urged.

After a few minutes, Steely announced that she was all done. Nicky was relieved and helped Steely back into the cart. She pushed her past the guards, and back into the janitorial closet.

"We make a good team, Nichols," Steely said as she climbed out of the cart again. "Nice working with you."

"Yeah, let's just hope this works. Are you going to find Piper and let her know everything went smoothly?"

"Yeah, I'll find her. Things are about to get very exciting," Steely said with a devilish smirk on her face.

"Great, as if things weren't already exciting enough," Nicky replied. "Catch up with you later, Banks."

Steely found Piper with Red in the rec room. They were huddled together at a table talking quietly. She made her way over and sat down with them.

Piper looked at her anxiously, "How did it go?"

"Fine. Everything is set. The money is in an account in Aydin's name… all $7 million of it."

"Holy shit," Piper said as Red also swore in Russian.

"Yeah, I was surprised too, but Alex had told me that this wasn't the only prison they were working. Who knows how many other girls and prisons are tied to that account. That was pretty sloppy of Kubra to have all of that money in one account," Steely said.

"Very sloppy," Red agreed. "The Russians would never be so careless."

"So, what about the other thing? Were you able to do that too?" Piper asked.

"Oh, yeah, that was a piece of cake," Steely said smiling. "The website domain for Felonius Spunk is now registered to one Judy King."

"Excellent," said Piper.

"Now all you have to do is get Caputo to re-investigate it, and he'll see that King is behind everything. That coupled with Stella's confession about King should be enough to free Alex."

"And the cell phone records on the phone Alex gave to Caputo?"

"I took care of that too. The money transfers now appear to come from King's commissary account," Steely said.

"God, Steely. You're amazing. I cannot thank you enough. I know you're really putting yourself out there to help Alex, and I really appreciate it," Piper said genuinely.

Steely smiled, "No problem, Chapman. Alex is a good person, and of course I would help her, but this is more than that for me. This is for my mom too."

"Right, and next we're going to take down the fucker that killed her," Piper said.

"So we're all good getting the gun in here?" Steely asked looking at Red.

"It's been handled," Red said. "It'll be here tomorrow. Your father has passed it off to my guy already. Chapman, you'll need to pick it up on your van run into town. An inmate is being released tomorrow, so you'll be going to the bus station. Once you're there, and when the guard leaves the van, my guy will come up to your window and pass it off to you. He's a professional, so don't worry. He knows what he's doing. Stuff it your pants before the guard gets back."

"What if they search me when I get back?" Piper asked.

"Have they ever searched you after driving into town?" Red asked.

"Well, no, but…" Piper began.

"I'm going with the assumption that they won't search you. If they do, then you're fucked. The price you pay for love, Blondie," Red said with a smirk.

"Okay, so once Piper has the gun in hand—or in pants—then we'll plant it in Aydin's locker. Nicky can get access," Steely said.

"But, don't we need to get his fingerprints on it?" Piper asked.

"Yeah, um… that's going to be the tricky part, but luckily your genius girlfriend already thought about that," Steely said. "She asked Aydin to bring in something special for one of the junkies."

"Yeah?" Piper asked.

"Have you ever heard of Rohypnol?" Steely asked.

Piper tried to remember where she had heard that before. "Rohypnol… oh my God. Roofies? We're going to roofie Aydin?"

Steely laughed, "Yep, he's going to be so fucked up, we can do pretty much whatever we want to him, and he won't remember anything about it later."

A/N – Sorry it took a while to update this week. I've had a bit of writer's block lately, plus it was a holiday weekend. I will try to do better next week. Thanks for reading! I appreciate all of your reviews! - J