Not Good?

Malcolm frowned at the screen, his pulse unhealthily fast as he waited for the computer to spring back to life. He knew Ruth was trying to communicate with him. He just hoped the Wifi signal had dropped out and nothing more sinister had happened. He knew that Tariq's latest gadget was just a prototype but he had hoped it would have been some use in the field. He tried not to think of everything that could possibly go wrong, of what fate could have fallen his friends at the prison.

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Alec marched the prison governor towards the truck the police had been using as a base. He knew the quiet man had a reputation for being a posh, reserved and pompous man but he just hoped that he could get the man to talk. He folded his arms as Whittington took a seat opposite him.

"First riot?" Alec asked.

Whittington looked at the floor. Alec raised an eyebrow. He knew Catherine had uncovered more on the man in front of him than even his mother would know. He just hoped some of the information would be useful. He waited, doing nothing to fill the heavy silence in the room. He knew that a man like Whittington was too nervous to let the silence spread out. He knew that he was more than likely on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

"You knew our people were in there." Alec stated rather than asked. "You called my boss to the office almost immediately. Putting her cover in danger. You did that. You put her life at risk."

"I put my prison first." The other man glared.

"Section Chief Ros Myers could be dead. If she doesn't come out of there in one piece, I know at least three men that would make it their business to ensure you don't go back in there in one either."

"Are you threatening me?"

"You catch on quick." Alec stepped forward. " A terrorist cell was operating from your prison. A cell you claim had not been brought to your attention."

"I."

"See? I'm not the brightest spark in the sky but I think I would know if a cell was operating from my prison. I always thought the Guvnor was supposed to know exactly what went on under their noses." Alec was close to the man's face, he could almost smell the fear coming from him.

"Am I under caution?"

"Not yet." Alec admitted. "I wouldn't worry about it. Not yet. If anything happens to my colleagues in there then I wouldn't be concerned about what the police may or may not do."

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Kyla gasped as she was forcibly dragged into the cell. Ruth spun round, eyes wide as the younger woman was thrown into the corner of the cell. Kyla's head connected with the metal bed frame with a sickening thud. She remained immobile as Ruth stared at the woman in front of her.

"Counsellor."

"Why did you do that? She's done nothing to you." Ruth knew it was a lame come back, but the adrenaline pumping through her veins told her to run. The obese woman in the cell doorway blocked her only means of escape. She glared at her knowing that her cover was blown. She just hoped Malcolm had the information she was trying to send.

"You found what you're looking for?" She glared as Ruth squared her shoulders. If Kyla was dead, and she was about to be killed there was no way she was going to let Gruber's thug see how scared she was.

"Most of it."

"Pity it wont leave here." The woman stepped forward, her tattoos bulging as she flexed her arms. Ruth stood her ground, trying not to look at the younger woman who appeared lifeless on the floor of the cell.

"No, but then it didn't need to. Wifi connection is brilliant." Ruth frowned slightly as the larger woman fell forwards, stumbling before she hit the floor. Ruth instinctively tried to catch her as she fell. Kyla groaned. Stumbling to the floor she looked up to see Adam in the doorway holding a wooden chair handle.

"ADAM!"

"Sorry, couldn't find a tree branch. Had to improvise." He held out his hand for her as she tried not to laugh. The memory of running away from white supremacist thugs in a forest seemed a lifetime ago. She headed towards Kyla who was slowly coming to her senses.

"Kyla?"

"Oh I am gonna be sick." Kyla swallowed hard before Ruth pulled her on her side to vomit into the box that had been abandoned on the floor. Ros appeared in the doorway behind them. She clung to her ribs as Kyla looked up. "Rach."

"Got what we needed?" Ros asked, not correcting the young prisoner as Ruth nodded.

"I think so." She looked at the prone body of her would be attacker. "What about her?"

"Move now." Adam grabbed Kyla and ushered Ruth out of the cell. "We have to get out of here."

Kyla pulled her arm away as she stumbled out of the cell. "Easy for you to say. I'm stuck here. Another eighteen months before I get a chance to get out."

Adam and Ros exchanged glances before both of them ushered her and Ruth away from Gruber's cell. Adam smirked as he closed the cell door on the now groggy thug inside.

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"Anything?" Calum hit the keys on the computer in front of him as Malcolm shook his head slightly. Tariq remained silent, the screen in front of him remained blank.

"Ruth sent us what she could. I'm guessing." Tariq paused. "No, I know my smartphone special worked, we wouldn't have got the images if it didn't." The words came out in a rush as she began trying to reconnect the signal. "Bluetooth is a little bit dodgy in that area."

"What with it being a prison." Zoe mumbled as Malcolm raised an eyebrow at her. She shrugged as Tariq carried on oblivious to her jibe.

"Yeah, exactly. So, I boosted the mainframe, highjacked the signal from the local supermarket of all places and bounced our signal off it. Hopefully, it'll drag in whatever it was Ruth was trying to send us."

"Good idea." Calum smiled as Catherine walked away from them. She couldn't shake the feeling something had gone wrong. They had the blueprints to a highly sophisticated explosive devise. All they had to do was find out when and where it was going to be used.

"Don't like it." Catherine paused as she began putting the co-ordinates Ruth had managed to get to them through the computerised map in front of her. "Oh, this is not good. This is really not good." She bit her lip as her husband looked up.

"Cath?"

"How fast can we get Beth and Erin to the London Eyesore?"

"Oh dear." Malcolm agreed as Zoe grabbed her jacket, calling for Tariq to re-direct Beth and the others while she and Callum practically ran from the Grid.

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Lucas walked towards where Harry was staring at a computer monitor someone had set up earlier. Zaf could be seen talking quietly with a prison official as Lucas wondered what the images on the screen were telling him. He couldn't shake the feeling that they had missed something. A man yelled in the distance as the ground shook. Lucas was blown off his feet as the side of the prison erupted in flame as the ground beneath them shuddered.

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A/N more soon. Please review