Help or Hinderance
Alec drove towards the prison knowing that there was no point in trying to convince Harry that his place was on the Grid. He knew that where Ruth was concerned there was no way logic even entered his head. He risked a glance at his old friend and boss, knowing that Harry would never admit that when it came to the safety of his team he would put himself in harms way before he would let anything happen to them. Especially Ruth. He pulled the car to the side of the road as a uniformed police officer waved him down.
"Where are you headed?" The impossibly young police officer asked as Harry barely resisted the urge to bite his head off.
"The prison." Harry snapped.
"I'm sorry gentlemen." The officer started "But there has been an incident there today. No cars in, no cars out."
"I think we can be an exemption." Alec tried to appease the younger man. The officer shook his head but froze when he saw Harry retrieve his ID badge from his pocket.
"I think you'll find in matters of national security it helps to have the Head of Domestic Counter Terrorism on site. Now, we are in a bit of a rush." Harry snapped as the young officer seemed to freeze to the spot.
"MI 5."
"Yes."
"Go through."
The officer waved them away as Alec gunned the engine. He smirked, sure he saw the young man whisper 'Bloody Spooks' as he headed though the cordon into the prison car park. Parking the car he smirked, noticing the small pool car Lucas had signed out earlier that day. He just hoped that their presence was more of a help rather than a hinderance to Adam and the women in the prison. He had a feeling if he didn't manage Lucas' innate pessimism, Zaf's overprotective streak and Harry's temper the latter was more likely to be the case. Before he could say anything Harry was already out of the car and headed towards where Lucas stood next to a very disgruntled looking Prison Governor.
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"Bloody Hell." Ruth whispered as she followed Kyla along the smoke filled corridor of the prison. The yells, shouts and screams emanating from the riot terrified and confused her, but getting to Ros was the priority. All she knew was her friend was injured enough to get herself put in the hospital wing of the prison. Kyla ushered her into an alcove at the side of the corridor.
"You ok?" Kyla bit her lip as Ruth nodded. The inmate seemed incredibly young in that moment. The smoke made her throat constrict as it hit her. The overwhelming feeling of claustrophobia causing her to be more nauseous than she thought possible. Kyla watched her for a moment before heading away from her into an abandoned office.
"Phone is dead." She snapped as Ruth caught her breath. "Why? Why knock out the phone? Bloody idiotic."
"Reduce communication with the outside. Look, I need to get to Gruber."
"No." Kyla shook her head.
"Tell me how to get there." Ruth continued. "You know she started this. Have you seen the news?"
"Sorry but busy inside. Find I don't get to watch much telly." Kyla glanced out of the office. "She finds you in there then we are both dead."
"Better that than the far right getting hold of more leverage. We know this woman is grooming younger women, you're age. How old are you?" Ruth asked.
"Twenty."
"A kid." Ruth shook her head slightly. She had known Kyla was impossibly young to be caught with everything she had. Kyla shrugged.
"Before you asked I'm in ere because I was on drugs and did some orrible things. Stuff I regret so can we save the counselling until after that bitch kills us?" Kyla ushered her out of the office towards the cell Gruber occupied. Ruth took a deep breath hoping that luck was on their side.
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"Ah." The prison governor shaded his eyes from the sun as Harry and Alec walked towards him. Harry narrowed his eyes barely concealing the hatred for the incompetence of the man.
"You've got some explaining to do." Harry snapped as the thinner man seemed to crumble before them.
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