P.S. Thanks to you both for reading my fic.
Chapter Five
When Kai's eyes flickered open the next morning, the first thing he heard was the door being unlocked by an outside source. When it opened fully, in walked a female officer of average height with brown hair.
"Wake up, you lot! It's nine 'o' clock. You know the drill," She had shouted, banging on the door to get their attention.
Kai saw Tyson stir, while Max appeared to be awake already, for his was dressed and lying on the top bunk with a pair of headphones on.
"Max! MAX!" The young woman had shouted.
The blond looked up.
"Would you get Tyson up?"
"It's okay…I'm awake…oh, Miss, you're looking fine this morning," Tyson's tone had switched from sleepy to playful in seconds, as he pulled the covers off his face.
"Spare me, Tyson," Came the reply.
She soon turned her attention to Kai.
"Oh, you're Kai Hiwatari, correct?"
Placing his hands behind his head, Kai replied with a tedious "Yeah!"
"Well, I'm Hillary, you're personal officer,"
"Ya here that Kai? Personal," Tyson winked, while the officer rolled her eyes.
"Basically, if you have any problems, you can talk to me, okay?"
Kai nodded, uninterested.
"I wouldn't mind having a talk with you, Miss," Tyson flirted.
On the bed, Max kissed his teeth and rolled onto his stomach
"Tyson, I haven't got time for your jokes," Hillary reprimanded. "Just get up and get dressed."
"Anything for you, Miss" Tyson smirked.
The brunette shook her head in a bothered fashion. As she went to exit, Tyson sat up and graced her ass with his hand. The officer growled as she left the room.
"She wants me!" Tyson smirked at Kai, as he got up and went to rummage through the draws.
"That's not all," Max suddenly replied. His headphones had disappeared from his ears.
"What's that supposed to mean, Maxie?"
"I think you're taking it too far,"
Tyson huffed.
"We've been over this a million times, Max. I'm just messing around,"
"There's no talking to you," Max shook his head in dismay and placed his headphones over his ears once more, turning his back on Tyson.
The blunette huffed resentfully and turned to Kai.
"What can I say? She's a bit too nosy sometimes," Tyson justified. "So I'm keeping her sweet"
Kai remained vacant, staring up at the wooden ceiling again. It seemed like there were problems everywhere and here he'd thought Stanheld Prison would have been as dull as a drain. Nonetheless, he had plans of his own to initiate.
There was still the concept of how he was to escape, especially without any inside as well as outside help. He wasn't about to crawl back to Tala and ask his help, but nevertheless, he held plans for his ex-lover anyway.
He also, had to figure out how he'd befriend the redhead's adversary. The easiest way to gain someone's trust would be to woo them, but that just wasn't Kai's style. He would have to make them want him and being with Kai meant a lot of tough love.
Then there was the fact of breaking and entering. It appeared that Lee was the rock canvas of the pair, according to Ian, so he'd have to get in with Rei. (Not to mention that the he was the better looking of the twosome anyway). Through Rei, it would surely break Lee's defence, but he couldn't strike so avidly.
Kai was more than sure that rumours had been spread about his coalition with Tala, so he'd have to make sure that within the next few days, everyone knew otherwise. Once so, he'd be able to instigate an alliance with Rei. This would surely piss Tala and Bryan off, maybe Ian as well, but he didn't care. He was keen to make Tala feel the same pain that had been afflicted upon him the previous day when the redhead had dropped his bombshell. Once Kai had succeeded in that, he planned to use Rei and any alliances he might have, to escape, before dropping him in the process. It had to be the most devastating and most dangerous scheme he'd come up with yet and it was bound to hurt a few people along the way, but that was the least of his concerns.
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Two levels up, dorms were being opened and prisoners being awoke as the bolt shifted on Rei and Lee's dorm. Rei had been up already and had been stood in front of the mirror braiding his hair, while Lee had reverted back to his single bed. Privileges were often given to those who were good and having single beds was just one of them. Before, the duo had been engrossed in a friendly conversation. Now their attention had been diverted.
Senior Governor Robert Jurgen stepped into the small abode sophisticatedly and ushered in a shorter woman with large red hair.
"Kon! Chan! Allow me to introduce your new personal officer, Salima Yamaki,"
The small woman nodded shyly.
"I am sure you will shower her with the same respect as you did Kane," The governor added professionally.
"If you don't mind me asking, sir, what did happen to Kane?" Lee asked, disregarding the woman entirely.
"Kane has been re-established elsewhere and I would appreciate it, if you referred to him as sir," Came the elegant reply.
Lee nodded half-heartedly.
"That'll be all!" The wing governor remarked, departing from the room, with their new personal officer tailing him.
"I hate him," Lee had commented as soon as the official duo was out of earshot.
Rei smirked.
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Towards the end of lunchtime, Ian found himself in the showers, where Kevin had specified in his note that they were to meet. He knew what to expect. Kevin would most probably be waiting in the last shower at the far end, completely out of audible range and view from any suspecting officers that might decide to poke their heads in at any time.
Several months ago, Kevin had been a solo flyer in the dealing trade, until Ian had discovered his ploy. It wasn't just Kevin who kept his ear close to the floor anymore. Of course Ian had wanted in, and though slightly reluctant, Kevin had consented. Now the pair were almost inseparable.
The showers were now empty as most people were still recovering from lunch, which was perfect for the partners to operate with.
"What have we got?" Ian had whispered, when he had spotted his associates olive coloured hair.
"Apparently, there's a couple a' guys on the three's who are looking to give up quite a bit for a supply,"
"On the three's? They're getting worse up there, and they're supposed to be the one's with all the privileges," Ian had scoffed.
"The only difference is more leg room and a fit-in TV…with cable,"
Ian glared at the wall.
"So how much we talking?" He finally said.
"Quite a few bills, some telephone cards, a dozen gold rings; worth quite a bit when we get out of here,"
"Nice!"
"Just get these to Ramoan in number 36," Kevin said, lowering his tone.
He passed a see-through pack of white powder to Ian. Ian stared at the packet, deep in thought. He remembered the substance all so clearly, as it had been the same material that had got him in trouble a year previous. Ian smiled, as a plan began to formulate in his mind. It was time for some payback. He smirked.
"Would you mind giving me a little something extra? I'm a little low on mine," He asked.
"Okay!" He conceded. "Just be careful. They're having drug checks in the next few weeks,"
"Me? Always!" Ian had said and he stuffed the two packets down the sides of his trainer, before departing from the room.
Is everyone plotting schemes these days?