The Deadliest Secret (The Deadliest Series) by Lauren Peyton Page A

his eyes up long enough to see Torrian Ford at the end of it. The guy was full of smiles this time.
                  “What happen? You get your dick wet in the supply closet?” Kody shot at him.
                  “Yeah your mom came by for a visit so we put her to work.” Torrian sneered.
                  “Fuck you piece of shit.” Kody was pissed, he hated what his mother was but still the guard had no right to talk about her.
                  “Get out of that bed, you’re going back to general pop today.” The guard announced.
                  “I don’t feel like it.” Kody laid his head back down.
                  “Get up, or I will get you up and you will lose any respect when they see you getting your ass carried down.” Torrian warned.
                  “Whatever” Kody was exasperated, he kicked the blankets off of himself and started to get out of the bed, he was standing by the edge when Ford grabbed his wrist and unhinged it from the steel of the bed frame.
     
     
                  Torrian quickly took the handcuffs off of Kody McQueen and quickly grabbed the guys’ wrists. He had seen a few of the arrest records. The man was lethal if given the chance. This thought irked him more and more. This dangerous man was in Gwen’s office often. He was alone with her. Torrian suppressed his shudder he could not let the scumbag see the effect he had, he needed to exercise complete control over the situation and his emotions.
                  He wanted to hurry this process along; he started marching the prisoner out of the hospital wing towards general population. Torrian had read what else happened on Friday night. He was disgusted, his cell mate was still in the hospital wing, his nose was broken, stitches in his forehead, and he was on a heavy pain killer to keep him sedated and out of the pain his body would undoubtedly be in. Kody was sick, even for McNeil standards this guy was out of it. He quickened the pace just so he could continue with his day. He smiled, after all this was his last thing to do till he turned over command to the next shift officers.
                  Torrian opened the cell after they arrived the sounds from the other prisoners almost hushed as if they knew what Kody was; “inmate step in.”
     
                  Kody obliged without much fight, he wanted to get to work on what he had planned for his beloved Gwen. He followed the ritual and stuck his hands through the bars to be freed by the guard.  He doesn’t say a word as the guard turns and walks away from him. He was finally free to start working on his drawing, and maybe something else for his woman.
                  He hid the drawing between the pages of the book he checked out of the prison library.  He opened the book, the spine creaked with protest and overuse but Kody ignored it, he didn’t really care, he just cared it was big enough to offer protection for his art. He opened to page sixty-nine and gave a wry smile for his crude joke. The smile did not flatter his features; his lips pulled up and looked as if it was a partial snarl, his eyes dark and soulless, his cheeks were hollowed which caused his cheek bones to protrude and make his face to appear more angular. His look was becoming as evil as his heart, not that he cared, he preferred it this way, so no one would dare come near him or what was his.
                  Kody looked upon his picture of Gwen, the drawing was near complete the lips were still off but he would rectify that today. He spent what felt like hours gazing at her lips, he knew every line, every contour, and every curve of her sensual lips. He thought back to earlier today, she was biting her lip and somewhat distracted. Was she thinking of him too? Did she think of him as much as he thought of her? His questions kept going as he slowly drew the