Armageddon it?

Malcolm walked into the Grid with Beth close behind. The younger woman was still officially on 'rehabilitation leave' but had been spending more and more time back at the Grid. She smiled slightly as she saw Dimitri look up.

"Hey."

"Hi." Beth smiled gently as Zaf gave her a hug. "I'm fine."

"Not fit for duty. Not yet." Dimitri stared firmly. Malcolm rolled his eyes as he crossed to Tariq, knowing that Beth was determined to get her life back on track. He sat at his workstation letting the couple bicker between themselves.

"What the?" Beth snapped as Erin reached them. "She's evil."

"Should you be here?" Erin asked.

"Yes. No." The couple answered at the same time.

"That's one evil bitch. I followed her for a client before I started here. Nazi bitch. Erin, honestly she's capable of pure evil." Beth stared at the woman. "Why isn't she either dead or in prison?"

"She's in prison." Malcolm states as he turned back to his friends. "With Ros."

Xxxxxxxx

Kyla shook slightly as she stared at the wall. Ros knew the young girl was in the early stages of withdrawal. Being stuck in a small cell with a woman coming down off drugs was not something she relished.

"You need a doctor."

"Mind your own, you."

"Kyla you are not well. I know cold turkey when I see it."

"I'm fine. I'm absolutely fine."

Ros rolled her eyes. She knew the younger woman was far from fine. She'd used the same phrase so often she sometimes wondered if it would be engraved on her headstone.

"I thought you were staying clean ."

"Rachel."

"You bought shit off that woman. Didn't you? Gruber got to you."

"No she didn't." Kyla snapped. "She's getting her minions to have a go though. All that right wing bollocks isn't me." Ros leant back, head against the wall she knew the cell door would remain locked for at least another hour. Kyla spilling her guts was the only lead she was going to get for the time being. "Told her an all."

"Right wing? What is she?"

"Hitler reincarnated. That what she thinks. If you go against her you'll just get your face kicked in." Kyla shuddered. "Sushama - Muslim girl in for drug dealing? In the hospital wing, courtesy of Gruber."

"Why?"

"Got Stacey to beat the crap out of her for being Muslim. Won't get her own hands dirty."

"Typical bully."

"Yeah." Kyla nodded. The shaking subsided a little as she spoke. "Reckons she can get any crap you want though. Smack, Crack, Speed, Diazies, spice, mcat."

"In here?"

"God yes." Kyla laughed. "For a price. You are really one of life's innocents. Yes you can get as much gear in here as outside."

Ros smirked, amused at being referred to as innocent. She was far from it. Resting her head back against the wall she wondered how she could get noticed by Gruber. Everything the target stood for made her feel physically sick.

"You be careful." Ros spoke calmly. "I've had run ins with her type before. Head down, do your time and get the fuck out of ere."

"That's your plan? Eh?"

"Maybe." Ros smirked. "Or maybe I like to see scum scrapped off the surface."

Kyla tilted her head slightly, unable to form an opinion on the older blonde. It seemed like there was more to Rachel Northey than met the eye.

Xxxxxxxx

"Yes, Home Secretary." Harry kept his temper reigned in as he walked through Whitehall with the dumpy middle aged woman.

"Harry." She stopped forcing him to stop. "Brexit and all the fallout is taking everyone's attention away. Eyes are off the ball, I fear. I don't like it."

"I assure you Section D are well aware."

Crowther nodded once.

"Good. If they were to lose sight of what really matters then I fear we won't be able to come back from the consequences." She held his gaze for a moment.

"We have the matter in hand." Harry knew he was only telling half the truth. He was relying on Ros and Ruth to run the operation with minimal amount of backup. "My best officers are infiltrating the group. Trust me, Home Secretary. We have stopped worse in our time."

Crowther raised an eyebrow.

"That's as maybe, but Harry." She paused. "Gunther not only has links to the far right, she's a self styled Nazi peddling her poison to some of the most vulnerable and dangerous women in the country. We know she's." She paused as a man in a grey suit passed them.

"My officers have the case in hand." Harry walked away, hoping he was right.

Xxxxxx

Ros walked into the visiting room as dozens of other women did the same. Kyla headed straight for a table where a woman around the same age sat waiting for her.

"Janine." She hugged the other woman as Adam watched Ros approach.

"Sis."

"Hi." Ros sat down. Hands on the table in front of her she was acutely aware that the warder who had tried to frighten her was watching her.

"You ok?"

Ros nodded once. "How's mum and dad? Kids behaving?"

"Yeah." Adam smiler, knowing that she was referring to the junior officers on the team as well as Harry and Ruth. "Same as ever. Dad picks his mood with his toe, Mum worries constantly and the kids are trying to get away with what they can. While the older two sulk."

Ros smirked, she knew Lucas was worried about her being undercover. It was part of what they did, but she could picture him acting like a sulky teen.

"I've seen the counsellor."

"So I hear." Adam was aware Ruth was also in the prison somewhere. "You're either being watched or the woman three seats to your left has a crush on me."

"Don't flatter yourself. She's gay."

"Then she's watching you." Adam frowned. "One of Gruber's?"

"Yeah. Annoying little wench."

"Shall we give her something to report back to her boss?" Adam saw a sly smile cross her face. Ros pulled back slightly.

"Need an in somehow." She slammed her hands in the table before getting to her feet. Adam did the same.

"I WONT LISTEN TO THIS. Not from you." Ros yelled as a prison guard headed towards them.

"SIT DOWN!"

"CMON RACH!" Adam yelled. "FEW HOME TRUTHS!" The guard stepped between the apparently warring siblings as Adam pushed past them, his hand touched hers, slipping a coin sized device in her hand as the guard dragged her away.

Xxxxxxxx

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