Prisoner and Together: All of You series complete set by Melissa Silvey Page A

say.  I hope the guard doesn’t pick up on the fact that I want to look good for Lani.  The last thing I need is for him to use that against me any more than he already does.
    “Want to look good for your date, do ya?”  The guard laughs.  I give him my most intimidating stare.  “Nah, I’m just kidding.  You do kinda look like a sheepdog.  I’ll see what I can do.”  He takes me to shower after I spend my hour outside.  I didn’t do a lot of exercising, I didn’t want to wear myself out.  I did, however, look around at the other inmates in the yard, and wonder which one I’ll fight tonight.  Now, I’m standing in the water, after I’ve had my hair and beard trimmed again although still not short enough for my liking, and I can’t help but think about tonight.  All I have to do to spend another night with the girl of my dreams, is kill.  Yea, I can handle that, and much more, to get my hands on Lani Vaden.
    “Time,” the guard calls out.  I turn off the water, and dry off quickly, then I get dressed in the clean scrubs he provided for me.  I mean, what’s the use?  When she sees them they might be all bloody.
     
     

Chapter Twelve
     
    Lani
     
    “Why am I here?  You have to tell me where we’re going!”  The other voice is obviously young.  She’s a few steps behind me and Hughes.  She must be dragging her feet, I hear a shuffling noise.
    “Shut up,” a voice, which I believe is De Soto, says.  She begins to make gargled noises.  I assume he’s gagged her.  Since they now know I won’t fight, they have not gagged me this time, but I am still handcuffed and blindfolded.  We are thrown in the back of a car together.  Two car doors close.  I assume we both have guards with us.  She is struggling.  She begins to scream against the gag.
    “I hate when they resist,” De Soto states angrily.
    “She’s new, and young.  What do they expect?  She’s not a pro, like Vaden,” Hughes replies.  I add that to the list of things that have pissed me off today.
    De Soto chuckles.  “Hey Vaden, are you a pro?  Because when you’re released, I’d totally pay to hit that.” That comment, and this stupid bitch screaming beside me are going to totally ruin any excitement I have about seeing Tony.
    “Please, just be quiet, and everything will be alright,” I try to reassure her.  I use the voice I use with suspects.  It’s the same voice I use when I lie to my parents, or my superiors, or dumb ass feds and lawyers.  It always works.  “I promise you, if you just remain silent, you’ll be fine, okay?  I was here last week, and I’m fine.  Just be quiet, and calm.  You’ll be fine.”  I continue to talk until the car stops.  She finally calms down. 
    We are both taken out of the back, and brought into the big, empty building.  We are led to the steps, and when she hears the crowd she begins to resist again.  “You’ll be fine.  Please be quiet.” 
    The guards decide not to remove her blindfold.  They also don’t explain what’s happening down in the caged ring, surrounded by hundreds of cheering fans.  This time, it’s Roman against a younger, light skinned black man with lots of tattoos.  They look gang related, and they’re all one color as if they were given in prison.  I assume the many tears on his cheek are supposed to represent the number of people he’s killed.  There are at least ten.  I’m a little nervous.  I assume the younger guy has asked for the pretty blonde standing beside me, trying not to cry.  Roman looks up at the glass, as if he knows I’m here.  I remain silent, and don’t react.  But in the back of my mind, I’m praying he wins.  I’m praying he kills the young man on the other side of the boxing ring, just so I can spend the night with him.
    And I’ve become just as sick as the rest of these psychos.
     
    Tony
     
    I have no idea who the kid standing across from me is.  He looks like a killer, just like