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Chapter 19
"Randy, you're going to have to come with me." Warden Walker did not answer there question.
"What? Why?"
"Don't make this any harder than it has to be, son." The older man pulled out his handcuffs. Randy hung his head and held out his hands. Walker placed the handcuffs on him.
"Wait, you think Randy did this?"
"Stand back, Taylor."
"But he couldn't have. He's been here all night."
But Randy was led out of the apartment anyway.
Randy was taken to the police station where he was made to wait in an interrogation room.
"Randy, we have one witness that is able to speak right now and he named you as the attacker. You might as well come clean."
"I did not do this." Randy stated with fire in his eyes.
"The who did?" Randy turned his head. He knew who was responsible, but his fate would be worse than his friends if he spoke up. "I was in my apartment all night. I have a witness."
"Ya. You have a woman who we know you dragged out of Cena's room last night. I really don't give a damn what you guys do or don't do on your own time, but I am trying really hard to make this camp work and because of what happened last night it could be in danger of closing."
"I'm not your suspect."
"I'm going to make an example out of you, Orton. I'm going to make sure your punishment is so strict that anyone who steps foot through that gate in the future will think twice. Murder. Orton. You killed Ron. I hope you like spending the rest of your life in prison."
Randy thought about his family. He thought about his son and how much it would hurt Randy to have to see him through a glass window.
"Look, I did not do it. Taylor knows."
"Taylor is a murderer who lied about being raped. Do you really think anyone will believe her? Hell she attacked you once, didn't she?"
"Taylor is not a liar." Randy growled.
John returned to the camp and went into his apartment. The entire place was still torn apart. He sat down on the couch and held his head. His face was swollen as was his eye which had a bad cut on it. His ribs were broken and he had a cast on his arm as well. He had never been beaten so severely.
"John you're alright." Taylor hurried through the door and threw her arms around him.
"Ouch." John complained and then smiled.
"They wouldn't tell us anything. I thought you were .l..."
"Ron died." John said sadly. "We were attacked in the middle of the night. I have no idea how they were able to get in here. I know a guard had to have helped them." He nodded at the large nail that stuck out of the wall. There was blood all over it and the wall beneath it. "Ron never knew a thing. They shoved him into that nail and it went right through his skull."
"Them? There was more than one?"
"Of course. Taylor do you think one guy could have done this much damage to the four of us?"
"John, they took Randy away. They think he did it."
"Randy? That's crazy. Sure he and I have fights from time to time, but …"
"John you have to tell who is responsible."
"I can't Taylor."
"You have to."
"Taylor, I can't!" John screamed. "I'm out of here in a month and I really want to live to see the day."
"You're getting released? That soon? Why haven't you told me?"
"I didn't know how. I mean, I care a lot about you, Taylor and I wanted our time here to be happy. I don't want you to be sad."
"So you were just going to let me wake up and find you gone."
"I hadn't really thought about it. I just didn't know how to tell you. You're the only thing I'm going to miss about this place."
"What about Randy?"
"I can't."
"So these thugs just get away with it. What if they do it again?"
"Taylor, let's just stop talking about this right now. I just lost one of my friends. My best friend is in the hospital and Punk is has a broken arm. I would much rather make a nice memory that I can take with me from this hell hole." He kissed Taylor's lips.
"Don't." she pulled away. "John, I just can't right now. I'm too upset. Ron was my friend to and another friend of ours is in trouble."
"You mean your boyfriend is in trouble." John snapped. "Just go ahead and say it Taylor. I know what Randy means to you."
"I'm not with Randy. I'm with you."
"You really expect me to believe you didn't' screw him last night?"
"I didn't John. And if I did it wouldn't be any of your business."
"Why don't you just go? Go back to his place and wait for him."
"At least Randy wouldn't let one of his friends go down for something he didn't do." She snapped and got up. "I thought you were a decent guy but now I know you are just a selfish snob." She turned on her heel and left the room.
Taylor did go back to Randy's apartment. She lay on his bed and cried. She had tried to not to fall for Randy. She had no future with him even though she knew he would hope for one. He wasn't like John who would forget her and move on with his life as soon as he was released. But that was all she could hope for. Someone to fill time until the man went home.
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