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unfinished business; Bad Girls / Judge John Deed trilogy
Topic Started: Jun 22 2008, 10:39 AM (19,814 Views)
emtsue
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Hey Richard, so you've brought back our favorite character we love to hate(besides Fenner that is)...Sir Ian.
If anyone is being fed a "dangerous chemical", it's Sir Ian with that "silverspoon" of his! Without a doubt it's so far up his own arse he is now on record as being "legally blind".He truly believes it is a pre- requisite that if you obtain a good education and come from a well to do backround that one should without question turn a "blind eye(s)"to the justice system and more importantly, the people who suffer from it. Maybe one day soon your little band of justice seekers will pull that silverspoon out and forever let the sun shine in where it usually don't!!!
I'm sorry , it's late, I've had a rough night at work,I'm hungry and I needed to vent. Feel better now.
Thank god for Shirley and her tenaciousness! Am I wrong in thinking the police should have investigated Karen's flat as throughly or is that me being silly and logical again. I really do have to go get some sleep!!
As always, you're letter perfect.
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Emtsue, you should write on the verge of exhaustion more often!! Great comment, LOL!
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LOL, thanks Andliv2laf,I think. Must have been something in the air last night,or maybe it was that patient who I picked up with the ambulance , wasn't smelling too swift as I recall :eek ,(must be some "chemical "reaction thing or something).Okay, going back to bed now, before I get carried away again!
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Two wonderful updates Richard. Wow will Ros realize who Nikki is and that she was supposed to be in prison when they ran into each other, and if she does will she let it go by :o
:getingroove Doing the happy dance cos Shirley seems to have a got a break in the case, maybe once she gets a look at the Karen's car she'll get even more pieces to fit into her puzzle. Wonderful as always my man can't wait to see what happens next and when Shirley finds out how Helen and Nikki know Yvonne :D
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To you, Emtsue, you have pulled off from the top of your head a brilliant pen picture of Sir Ian who has simply wasted the education he was given to float with the tide. He has no morals and is totally self serving. He is marked by a fastidious nature who doesn’t want to see the ugly things he does. As for the police, as you are getting at, the police have grabbed at the obvious and have never tested out the possibility that Karen might be telling the truth. Your post sure works and keep them coming.

To you, Axiegirl21, I like the feel you are getting for the fic of the pieces of the jigsaw coming together. Karen knows she didn’t run the guy over but the thing is to shake the evidence stacked up against her.
Likewise to you Andliv2laf in following the fic and your very apt post

I must give credit to Shed for the storyline of the CCTV recordings which I have taken up and expanded on.
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This scene is where John finally gets to see how his wires have been crossed with George and, ironically, at a point where their differences in outlook have been reconciled. This is a theme I'll be pursuing giving justice to both sides. Enjoy.


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Scene Eighteen


It occurred to John that he hadn’t seen George about for a number of weeks. As a rule, they exchanged amicable conversations in passing and ran into each other at social events. Since they had patched up their differences, their encounters had lost that edginess and any verbal sparring between them was now purely playful. It seemed perfectly logical to John that they should come round full circle and that their relationship should take on a more intimate form. The trouble was that George, in her most charmingly enigmatic fashion, had detached herself from such a possibility at every turn. Suddenly the situation had changed for no good reason, as she just wasn’t around as much as she had been. He had that burning desire to find the answer.

“It seems a long time since I’ve seen you, George,” John said in his most suave tones as he finally cornered her.
“I see you in court from time to time,” George said with her brightest smile.

She offered him her cheek to be kissed before gracefully withdrawing.
“That’s not the same. We were getting closer recently than we have been for years.”
“I can’t recall recently throwing a glass of wine in your face or tipping a Chinese takeaway on the carpet of your digs. In fact, I have been astonishingly well behaved for such a long time.”

John was getting slightly irritated at George’s very skilful verbal fencing, especially as her allusions to her past displays of temper were perfectly accurate. This wasn’t what he meant and it was as if she was deliberately obstructing his questioning. He opted for the direct inquisitorial approach.

“If it weren’t for your lack of boastfulness, I would say that you have the signs of having a new boyfriend, George. I know you of old.”
“No, no, John. I haven’t got another boyfriend, John. I can safely assure you of that.”

The undue emphasis that George placed on her words made John feel slightly unsettled. It was more positive and less evasive than he had expected.
“I was curious as to your plans for your life. At one time, you might have been considered the government’s reliable hired legal gun. Now, the world is your oyster.”
“At one time, I had made plans to take work in the State of Virginia and work with Kay Scarpetta but now I’m not so sure. We correspond still and I intend to take a holiday over there in the near future. I’m content to drift along and take the work that comes my way. I am gaining experience in criminal work as well as civil work. Both interest me.”
“What? On the personal note… as both your friend and your ex husband, I confess that I am curious.”

George rolled up her eyes at the man and sighed loudly. John was the most tenacious inquisitor she had ever met in her life. She thought carefully about the matter and a slight smile curved her lips. After all, he was blatantly asking about her love life and he couldn’t complain about hearing the truth.
“You are the most infuriating man imaginable and have deliberately ignored my hints not to keep questioning me. You are asking about my love life and so I will tell you. I will warn you that you really might not like the answer.”

George paused and looked at the glitter of curiosity in John’s eyes and the smile on his face. He really didn’t know what he was getting into.
“It all goes back to the Sally Anne Howe case. You may have heard from Jo that we were all asked to go back to the club that she and Trisha Williams, Nikki’s ex both run. Jo declined but I went along as I was up for a party. It sounded different from the boring parties that Vera Everard organises from time to time.”
“It couldn’t be worse,” John agreed.
“Well,” George said slowly, carefully picking her words carefully.” It was one of those spur of the moment decisions I have been notorious for. I went with Helen and Nikki. Claire Walker came for a while but Jo chickened out.”
“It was very considerate of you,” murmured John.
He still doesn’t get it, groaned George to herselfWhen I got there, I found that the atmosphere just carried me away. It really cheered me up. I saw this very attractive woman and we got talking and something clicked between us. I found that we were on the same wavelength.”
“I’m glad you found someone you could have an intelligent conversation with, George.”
Dear God, sighed George in growing desperation. I would have never thought to see the day when John is actually naively innocent. I have been throwing out hints but this isn’t failing. I really don’t want to hurt his feelings but I’ll have to be blunt.
“John, when I describe Alice as attractive, I don’t just mean in the intellectual sense. You have to understand that, well, the long and short of it was that she came back to my flat and….we spent the night together. That in short is the reason why I haven’t been around so much.”

In that fraction of a second, George saw John’s face suddenly turned to stone. Instantly, he wiped all expression off his face and turned away without speaking. He thrust his hands in his trouser pockets and started to stroll round the room before suddenly laughing shortly. George knew very well that it wasn’t because he was amused.

“Well, well, well, I never saw that one coming. Now I look backwards, I can see how this has crept up. I see it all.”
“This means of course, that you can lay to rest, your thoughts of me going back to Neil. He doesn’t know anything of this and I am urging you as a friend not to tell him.”
“It would serve him right though.”
“John, you are definitely not going to do this and I am not asking this for his sake. I have Alice’s welfare to consider and you know how vindictive he is. If you must harbour thoughts of revenge, just think of him being in blissful ignorance.”
“You have a point there,” muttered John.
“Darling,” George urged.”What this means is that I’m definitely kept out of the orbit of the hardhearted and the powerful. Alice is a social worker and all that entails and she has a large heart. It means that, after all these years, politically I am on your side. I’ve finally been convinced after all these years. If you wish to pick your own quarrel with Neil, do it on your terms. If you go and punch him on the jaw, my only worry is of any trouble you might get into. You were my first love, something I’ll never forget and you’re a close friend. I still worry about what trouble you’ll get into.”
“And does Alice think the same way?” came the tight-lipped response.
“As a matter of fact she does. Your problem is that this is a challenge to your identity. You have subjected me for years to your brand of sickening politically correctness. The only prejudice you display is the thoroughly laudable one of disliking the timeservers, the apparatchiks and the hypocrites of this world. You have a well-deserved reputation for living up to your fine words so that no one can attack you. With all that, you cannot be homophobic.”
For the first time, John looked George in the eye. All his pent up feelings poured over as he felt himself unjustly accused.
“I am not, as you say, homophobic, George. Why else would I seek out the friendship of Helen and Nikki as two women whose strength and character I admire? I even went over to their flat one night when I thought I’d lose you. They were very kind and sympathetic and I enjoyed their company. Your shallow accusation cannot be sustained.”
“All right, John I withdraw that one. I’m a little bit defensive about Alice so I was being totally unfair.”

John looked at George with a curious expression in his eyes. He had started to psych himself up for a full-on argument as they had always had, and the wind was taken out of his sails. He replied in a quiet, puzzled tone of voice.
“You really have changed, George. I have never heard you make a retraction in all the time I’ve known you.”
“You remember the time we went out for a meal and you tried to seduce me in your nearly infallibly charming fashion. I told you then that we weren’t going to end up back together.”
“So at that time, you had your eye already on this…Alice.”
“You’re completely wrong, John,” George said slightly severely. “At that time, I was feeling my way and had never met Alice until the celebration party right after the Sally Anne case. You must believe me.”
“Why do my views matter?”
“Because I’ve known you for a long time and you matter to me as a close friend. There’s more to this. If this gets out at this stage in the proceedings, our political enemies will have a field day over this. Up till now we have remained united.”

George’s nervousness and her unexpected grasp of politics bemused John with her perceptiveness. His naturally chivalrous nature fought its way to the top of the confused swirl of feelings churning round in John’s psyche. It united with his ingrained political sense not to stupidly score ‘own goals’ in a fit of emotional indulgence. He knew that this was for real.

“Do you want, as they say, to ‘come out’ with Alice? You are asking a lot.”
“Given time, it could happen. Remember, the brethren were kindly disposed to all the women who admired your totally outrageous theatrics when you went on strike. Alice was there, the tall woman with long dark hair, right at the back of the crowd. It was totally unknown territory for her but she stood up to be counted.”
John felt George’s persuasive tones start to win him round. Now that he came to think about it, he could remember that tall glamorous woman hiding shyly at the back. How or why George got herself into this situation was starting to become irrelevant. As his mind settled down he started to realise that what was wrong was that his intellect was engaged by George’s reasonings but his emotions were skidding all over the place. It deeply disturbed him to think this way. While he was polite enough to George, he felt that overwhelming need to take himself off somewhere and think it over.

“Well I must admit that you’ve been fair. I did want to find out answers to what was happening. I got a bit more than I bargained for. That will teach me to be so inquisitive.” John laughed more easily this time in a way George found a little more reassuring.
“I’m sorry I had to drop this on you in this way.”
“Don’t worry, George. There was no easy way to tell me.”
“I mean everything I say, John. That includes my close friendship with you and my love for Alice. They aren’t incompatible,” George said slowly and clearly, fixing John’s wavering glances with her steady gaze.
“For years, I wished that if only you could be more direct, it would be the solution to our endless arguments. I now realise thought I wished for but sometimes such honesty is hard on the eye and ear.” John answered with a wry smile.
“I don’t expect you to take it all in one go, John. You need to think it over, accept what I’ve said and above all that… we are in dangerous times and we all need to stick together,” George warned.
John laughed heartily at George’s words. The irony was that this was the mantra that he had uttered over the years to an irritated George and to his fellow brethren who had scorned and sidelined him. His words had finally come back to him as a resounding echo. Amidst his confusion, he gained some measure of satisfaction.
“I’ll think over what you say and I’ll get back to plotting further subversion against the government,” John joked.
George knew very well that this was the last thing John wanted to do. She knew very well that he wanted to get away and find some answers in his life.

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:rofl Richard I've been waiting for this little confrontation for a long time now ,and you didn't disappoint!!
AGH MEN!!!(no offence to those of the opposite sex out there)
Sure....Absolutely....It makes sense....Of course...Its the natural order of things....Time for George to once again be seduced... Enough time has passed...Lets close the circle.All thoughts of our friend John Deed, who sees the real threat of the justice system and the world of politics.John Deed ,who is compassionate and willing to fight for the common good.John Deed...who hasn't a clue when it comes to George or women in general for that matter. Don't get me wrong, I love John and what he stands for, but he did need to be taken down a peg or two.And he was,once the penny dropped.Poor George, frustrated as all get-out trying to get that light bulb over John's head to flash on.
Unlike John,George was able to see the wheels spinning in John's head and stay ten steps ahead.She not only was able to explain the personal side to her "little"admission,but the political and public implications and how this could affect them.But I think it was George's protectiveness of Alice that finally started to slow down those wheels in John's head.Although still not fully understanding as to what just happened.
George must have found Sir Ians"silverspoon"because she just fed John a major dose of humble pie, in liquid form of course(gets into the blood stream much quicker,you see).Maybe it's time for John to visit Helen and Nikki again!!!
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Brilliant Richard!!! Once again I am glad EmtSue got here first. It was great to see George so calm, John usually has her so wound up she can't think straight! So she let him ponder and stumble, then put him out of his misery! It's amazing how the right people in our lives can cause such changes. It is strange to see George wanting to be the one to protect the fair Alice, after all she is usally the one being cared for, supressed, and basically protected by her dad, John, and the wanker Neil! She is slowly realizing many of her strengths and it seems to be very liberating! I think you are right Emtsue, I see a visit to Nikki and Helen in the future! Great writing as usual Richard!! :girlygiggle
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This is phenomenal critical writing that goes way beyond fan reaction which really adds another dimension to the fic. This is truly awesome and I'm delighted that I've got this right.

To you, Empsue, just to take it a bit further, John’s major mistake is not seeing that the George he knew has gone and a new George has taken his place that won’t respond to their flirting with each other of the past before George backs off. As you say, John expects things to come round full circle and you deliniate so perfectly John’s misconceptions while George is one step ahead of the game. You will see how John is forced to confront how real are his professed liberal values when it comes onto home territory. I have written Nikki and Helen in being very sisterly towards John who finds in them something new to him, women who are truly friends. This is a step up for him- in the past when confronted with a shock to the system, he once slept with a woman appearing before him in a trial to the despair of the supportive Monty and Joseph. He is leaning to not be so self destructive and, unlike Nikki, Helen and George who know who they are, John hasn’t got there yet.

To you Andliv2laf, you show oh so clearly how George has evolved- you must have watched the TV series to see how john used to wind George up. It’s curious how both Helen’s and george’s past relationships with men –I am using the TV series- have them playing some kind of masquerade while Nikki and Alice get them both to be totally real.

John is on a sharp learning curve here and, your guess about John’s reaction is spot on. This shows what an enduring influence these two TV dramas are as it shows how people can change.
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:clap What a great chapter Richard, it was nice to see George ruffle John feathers for a change. The way George wanted to protect Alice from harm was so sweet and so totally out of character for her, still it does take the love of a good woman to change a persons heart :D
Can't wait to see the reaction from Jo, will George tell her or will John get there first and let it slip :thought
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Richard, I haven't seen the show but I love a good wind up!
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To you Axiegirl21 and Andlif2laf, you are right about George's protectiveness though it is interesting that in the TV series which also features the 'Cleanup Time" version of George being hard and insensitive, there are also occasions when George will discreetly intervene on John's behalf if he is in danger of getting into real trouble. She can never come public about this persona. When John used to tell George (in the TV version) of some plan, she used to be furiously angry with him with a little bit of her knowing that she was treading into dangerous waters.While Neil Haughton was around, she couldn't talk 'straight' (in the old fashioned Karen comment about Helen being 'as straight as a die') She tended to play verbal games with John but that has largely gone out of the window now George is with Alice and everything that was lurking in the background has come centre stage..

That explains why you are both right on the mark.
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Richard great updates as usual…

What I specifically like about this 3rd sequel to your awesome trilogy is the engaging tale you spin of many of the incidents that transpired itself between series 5 and 6 of Bad Girls.

Your subplots of the many other characters like Alice and George's is also equally compelling. As is all the other original characters you've included.

Your rewrite of the accident /vehicular manslaughter is tangible and innovative. On top of all this you still manage to incorporate the love and life of Nikki and Helen and those around their circle.

As I've mentioned to you before... your narration is so good,that even if one hadn't seen JJD, it's a breeze to follow the characters that you've so brilliantly crossed-over into this trilogy.


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Hi HR. Very insightful feedback from you as always and it’s interesting to see another writer’s observations on this fic.

I love the way that you’ve found the non Bad Girls characters so accessible and it’s getting to the point that when I put the inspirational DVDs on, yes, it’s those writer’s inspiration without which I couldn’t have written these fics but there’s something missing- like the other half of the characters here.

You have thoroughly got the flavour of the way I’ve weaved the BG Series 5 Series 6 storylines here and this next episode is a case in instance where I deliberately refer to them as ‘alternative history’ The heat is on here. Enjoy.


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Scene Nineteen


Suspicions were creeping into Fenner’s mind, that the control of events was starting to slip through his fingers. This was especially worrying after it had looked like he was getting everything he had dreamed and schemed for. His idea of a perfect prison was everything going like clockwork. Both POs and prisoners knowing their place, having the pick and choice of women both sides of the wire, being given a free hand from the governor and most of all, becoming a permanent suit. He was so nearly there. He had at last seen Betts off the premises, manhandled between two burly policemen. That was his moment of triumph, as he knew very well that Betts spitting in his face was a demonstration of her impotence. True, Grayling was mad enough to appoint Di Barker as wing governor over his head but he wasn’t that dissatisfied. She would be sure to make a pig's breakfast of the job sooner or later. In reality, he would pull the strings on the wing, leaving Mad Dog Barker in fantasyland. He was back where he belonged. Only Atkins was a threat, and after that, came that new stroppy dyke, Yates.

Everything suddenly changed when that interfering dyke Wade came back for the day, sticking her oar in. He couldn’t believe his ears and eyes when she came swanning into the PO room, as bold as brass. He’d thought he’d seen the back of both her and Stewart. There was something even more dangerous about her manner right now. She was always cocky and disrespectful, but there was an added edge of confidence and authority about her that he’d not seen before. Most worrying of all was that he hadn’t got to hear what she and Atkins had been cooking up. If Barker had been on the ball and got the bitch to stick to a prearranged properly organised itinerary, he might have even got the segregation block bugged. He had always sworn by his knack in watching out to see trouble brewing and nip it in the bud first. Whenever he had control of a situation and everything conformed to his expectations, he felt safe. What scared him were situations getting out of his control.

He had watched Atkins every move and it started to worry him that she seemed chirpier than she had been before the visit. That spelled trouble as it seemed to him that she’d put some spine into that smack-head wimp Hedges. At one time he seemed ready to buckle under and be brought back into line. He had no one left to hold his hand for him except Uncle Jim. Now, Hedges was getting too uppity for his liking. As soon as Betts was out the door, he had blatantly fiddled it for Atkins to go down the block as his celebration of total power. When Atkins came off the block and was interviewed by Grayling and Di Barker, she behaved suspiciously mildly when she ought to have mouthed off at them and got herself deeper in the shit.

All these worries took his energies and left him no time to wonder how Betts trial was going. All he knew was that he’d covered his tracks perfectly so no way would he get to hear further about the matter.

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“Don’t see you round these parts? You need to mix in with all the girls,” Yvonne observed as she passed by Kris Yates’ cell.
“All I want is to be well out of here. I can’t stand this frigging place,” Kris Yates shouted with a sudden display of anger, her eyes shooting venom.
“I told you that was mad stuff, trying to get out through the old hanging cells. It might have shown a way out in bloody eighteen hundred and ninety six, but even these lazy wankers would have sealed the bugger up. Mind you, I came close to legging it through there, with a bit of help from my daughter.”
“Fenner really winds me up. It’s as if he’s asking for trouble – and he’ll get it,” muttered Kris to herself.
“ It takes a lot of front to stand up to Fenner. He’s a nasty bastard,” Yvonne said sympathetically. She had seen the two of them spark against each other. It was a bit the same as Nikki and Fenner except her old mate had more self control and style in needling him. Straight aggression played into his hands.
“I hate his frigging guts,” Kris said explosively. “So that bastard’s just going to be allowed to push us around. I’ll swing for him.”
She was new, Yvonne reckoned, but she’d learn. She’d have to if she wanted to survive.
“Don’t let him get to you, Kris. Just back off. Don’t act the bloody hero and fight him on his terms. You need to box clever to get back at him.”
“Selena, I mean Miss Geeson, tells me that,” Kris confided in a suddenly softer tone of voice to Yvonne’s mixture of firmness and persuasion. Yvonne’s face didn’t change her facial expression but her poker playing instincts made her keep a straight face, never letting the other person know what she knew.
“She’s new about these parts. As a screw, she’s not bad. She sees a lot of you.” This was a statement, not a question and Kris recognized that nothing passed by this other woman unnoticed. Her suspicious nature didn’t let her betray confidences easily.
“She’s my personal officer. She’s keen, asked for the most difficult prisoner to get stuck into. So what’s with the personal questions?”
“Nothing, nothing,” Yvonne answered, raising her hands to display her conciliatory nature. “What you do that’s personal and doesn’t harm anyone… stays personal.”
“Come to think of that, what’s with your heart to heart talk with that Nikki Wade?” Kris demanded aggressively, feeling insecure at this sharp woman’s suggestion of knowing her deep secrets. That dark haired glamour woman who was just as sharp had similarly rattled her. She didn’t want any nosy cow knowing about her relationship with Selena.
“If you’re so bleeding smart, you should know that I’m straight and Nikki’s a lesbian. We’re old mates from when she was a lifer on this wing. She got out on appeal and besides doing an inspection on this dump, is checking out how come Betts got stitched up. There’s a top private eye and Stewart, the old wing governor before Betts, is also on the case. Ten to one it was Fenner’s who stole Betts’ car and murdered that guy and they’re out to prove it.”

Instantly, Yvonne regretted her rush of words that came out of her mouth. What in hell was she doing blabbing all these secrets? She must have had a rush of blood to her head. That was stupid of her in not sticking to her rule that the best-kept secrets were locked inside her head and she kept schtum.

“Kris, I warn you to keep your gob shut about what I’ve said. If you get Fenner on your case, you don’t blab. If I had my way, anyone who spills the beans gets kneecapped. I mean it. There’s too much at stake.”

Yvonne wasn’t sure whether to scare the shit out of this woman or talk nicely to her and ended up doing a bit of both. At the end of the day, she just had to trust her and keep her ears open.

“Who the hell do you think I am, Yvonne? Fenner’s best mate?” Kris said cockily. Yvonne didn’t answer. Already she was starting to have her doubts.

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“I’ve got a little job for you, Hedges,” snarled Fenner, pushing himself into the smaller man’s personal space.” I’ve a feeling that Atkins is running a nice number… dealing drugs, just like her old man did on the outside. I even feel that there’s a stash in her cell even as we speak. You’re my mate so you’re going to give her cell a spin and find it.”
“How do you know?” came the reassuringly nervous reply.
“Trust Mr. Savvy,” came the answer with an evil leer.
“I ain’t gonna be your errand boy. If you’re so sure, you do it,” came the sharper reply as the man stood taller in his shoes.
“That’s a pity…..I feel a little bird will tell the Number One about your smack habit.”
“You take me down and I’ll take you down. You really think Grayling likes you?”

Fenner’s mouth set tight, his face turned red and his eyes glared. Hedges had hit a sensitive spot and his unexpected resistance unnerved him. Fenner didn’t know what the other man knew about him.
“You haven’t heard the last of this, Hedges. Just count the days you’re still here.”
He stalked off in a state of frustrated rage.

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“Yates, clean up your cell. It looks like a pigsty. Just look at it, all your clothes on the floor,” he snarled ten minutes later, strewing the contents of her wardrobe on the floor.
“What in hell’s up with you? I suppose you like to see women on their bended knees,” stormed Kris.
“Something like that.”
“You’re really starting to get on my tits.”
“Aah, that’s tough love,” jeered Fenner at the woman’s increasing fury. “I’m the boss round here. Whatever I want you to do, you’ll do.”
“You think you’re Mr. Superman? Someone’ll come along and fix your wagon.”
“Such as who?”
“Nikki Wade and Helen Stewart for two. They’re checking out about the guy that got run over. I’ve been asking around. Seems strange that Miss Betts was a nurse once… yet goes on a bender and gets involved in a hit and run accident. If I can work that one out, the police can put two and two together,” sneered Kris with that delicious feeling of really winding him up and watching him squirm.

Fenner’s face turned red with rage and raised his fist aloft. Kris took a step back as his fist quivered with incandescent rage, yet his deepest fears rushed to the surface and stopped himself on the brink. At moments like this, his mind worked like lightning and in the fraction of a second, realized that he’d have to end up writing yet another official report to cover up another prisoner being beaten up or worse. Instinct told him that he was hovering on the edge of disaster. Suddenly, that calculating part of him turned off the temperature as if he had been unplugged and he switched to coldly calculating. He knew what he must do and realized that it was if those bitches had been asking for him to come back into his life. After all, he reasoned, they didn’t have to cross his path. If they kept out of his way, he would keep out of theirs. They weren’t that far away if they were in touch with Betts which, a pound for a penny, they were. It wouldn’t be that hard to trace them wherever they were each living. It was even possible that they’d cosied up together. His mind started turning over at express speed as to how he could trace them. Suddenly, he couldn’t give a shit about this dyke bitch before him. She could keep. He had much more immediate dangers.

*******

“You stupid bitch. What the hell were you doing blabbing off like that. I told you to keep your mouth tight shut. That bastard could do anything,” yelled Yvonne at the top of her voice, a mixture of rage and fear running through her system. . For once, Kris was silent, aware of how stupid she’d been. Yvonne was all too fearful of what had been accidentally unleashed and scared shitless that she hadn’t got Nikki’s address and phone number for all their shared intimacies. The screws were watching her twenty four seven and she’d be hard put to trace the two women. Fenner, on the other hand, would find that far too easy. All her instincts were very, very afraid for what might happen.



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No words to describe your writing except one that is brilliant, just love how you have managed to keep these chapters so great and lets hope FENNER doesn't try anything otherwise there may be a surprise for him.
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