Cell mates?
Ruth slipped along the abandoned corridor knowing that Kyla was as scared as she was. For a moment she wondered if trusting the younger woman had been a mistake. Sighing, she looked behind her before heading into the empty cell.
"I aint going in." Kyla stated firmly. "No chance. I'm already in the bad books."
"What for?" Ruth slipped her phone out of her pocket before taking photos of the cell and slipping her hand beneath the mattress of the bunk bed. "Ok." She mumbled before taking a photo of the paper she had found.
"Not buying her gear."
"Drugs."
"No, Avon." Kyla rolled her eyes. "Heroin. I told her I'm trying to get clean and stay that way." She nervously looked along the corridor, yells and screams still audible in the distance. "Thought you wanted to see Rachel."
"I do." Ruth slipped something into her pocket. "But I don't know when or if I'd get this chance."
"Shit, urry up."
"What is it?"
"Psycho Smythe is on his way."
"Who?"
"Pervy prison officer. Me and Rach, well especially Rachel are in his bad books and all." Kyla smiled. "Put it this way. Thanks to our friend, e could get in the Vienna Boys Choir with the falsetto she gave im."
Ruth smiled, knowing her friend had a way of making her views known. She had already heard the prison staff's version of the encounter. She didn't need to imagine that it had been exaggerated greatly. She frowned slightly as she read what was on the note. Instead of putting it back in its hiding place she stuck it inside her bra. Kyla began trying to usher her out of the cell as Ruth grabbed what she could and left.
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"You." The rain began to splatter the ground as Lucas walked towards Harry, Alec and the prison govener.
"Well? Answer him." Alec stepped closer to Worthington as the older man ran a hand over his face. It was clear he was terrified of Harry and Alec. Lucas remained quiet, watching the exchange.
"The police are in there." Worthington's voice broke as Harry glared. "I. Your officers knew the risk."
Harry nodded. "And if any harm comes to any of my officers while they are in that building you better keep an eye on your life insurance policy." He glance towards Lucas who had been joined by Zaf.
"Adam is in there. He just text me." Zaf stated as Harry raised an eyebrow.
"You haven't even requested a wifi lockout? I dare say you've invited Sky, BBC and ITV down here before you even began to follow protocol." Harry snapped. "Alec, get this moron out of my sight."
"Sir." Alec grabbed his arm before almost dragging Worthington away. Lucas resisted the urge to follow, knowing that he would have difficulty keeping his temper when there had been so little news of Ros since he had arrived.
"What did Adam say?" Lucas tried to keep his voice steady, ignoring the pit of anger and fear that had begun to build in his stomach. Zaf looked at his phone.
"With RM. On way out." Zaf smiled. "She's ok then. If he can get her to move she has to be well enough."
Lucas nodded, hoping his friend was right.
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"Ros?" Adam paused as he looked behind him to see Ros holding her ribs and struggling to breathe. "Ros?"
Ros narrowed her eyes as she saw him watching her. She knew he was worried about her. Every breath caused her chest to scream in protest as her lungs burned. She nodded once, remaining silent. Adam stepped towards her.
"You need to rest?"
"No." She gasped. "I need to get to Gruber. She did this and she is behind the planned attacks. I know she is."
"Yeah." Adam agreed. "You know that. I know that. We need the evidence."
"Get me to her cell and I'll get the evidence."
"Ros."
"I am fine." She hissed through gritted teeth. Adam raised an eyebrow, knowing Ros well enough to know when not to push her. She looked like death warmed up. The exertion of leaving the hospital bed making her wheeze and lurch towards the wall as the vertigo washed over her. Adam remained silent as she collected herself.
"You don't have to do this."
"That bitch set me up for this. I am doing this."
Adam nodded as he followed her through the hospital corridor towards the main prison. She knew he was watching her for any weakness. There was no way she was going to let him see how awful she felt, how every breath was agony and her ankle felt as if it may explode with each step. All that mattered was getting the information they needed and getting out of the prison.
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Malcolm swore under his breath as he listened to the comms. Harry had left the only channel of communication they had open. While Malcolm could see and hear his friend, Harry could do neither. He pressed a few keys on the computer in front of him as Tariq hit the desk.
"Tariq!" Catherine snapped.
"I hacked the cameras." Tariq smiled. "Ruth and Ros both have trackers on theme. Now I've picked up Ros' tracker again. She's moving." He smiled as Catherine crossed the Grid to him. Zoe and Dimitri approached him, watching the screen over his shoulder.
"Are we sure its her?" Zoe asked, her eyes darting between the screens. "Where's Erin?"
"With Beth." Dimitri sighed. "And Will."
"Meeting an asset." Catherine explained. Zoe shrugged her shoulders.
"Because that went so well previously." Zoe rolled her eyes. Dimitri glared at her, hoping that history wasn't repeating itself. Tariq folded his arms, leaning back in his chair as the fuzzy grey screen on his left sprung to life.
"It worked!" Calum laughed as Tariq pretended to be offended.
"You doubted it?"
"What?" Dimitri looked a little lost. Malcolm sighed.
"I gave Ruth a new mobile phone when she went in. To the rest of the world it appears to be your standard smart phone. Smaller but similar in appearance."
"Only, its not a phone in the traditional sense." Calum smiled as Ruth's message appeared on the grey screen. "She's done it! You star, Ruth! She's done it."
"What?" Catherine and Zoe asked at the same time. Tariq pressed a few keys as Ruth's words appeared on the screen.
"Taken a photo of the blue print for a very sophisticated bomb by the looks of things. And if I am right, those numbers are co-ordinates. Calum?" Malcom looked to his right. The younger man nodded.
"I'm on it." He began loading a map of London on to his screen.
"Come on. Come on." Tariq knew everyone's eyes were fixed on the flashing icon indicating the person on the other side of the screen was trying to type. "Ruth? Come on." He swore as his screen turned black.
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a/n filler chapter. Please review.