THE PRISON YARD. The prisoners' one hour outside. It was thick and steamy today, the sky overcast. Mischa stood against the chain-link fence so nobody could come up behind her. She watched the other inmates kicking a soccer ball or socializing.313Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5RQS9GGmzq
The prison yard. This was where it would happen. She was almost sure of it. Two reasons. One, they could use a prisoner to do their dirty work and keep their slimy fingerprints off the whole thing. They owned plenty of these inmates. There were plenty of inducements they could offer a prisoner to kill her.
And two, the cameras. There were surveillance cameras out there, just as there were everywhere inside, but with one difference: out there the cameras weren't stationary. They moved at the direction of the monitoring guard inside. So it would be a simple matter of making sure that the camera was turned in another direction when one of the inmates came after her.
Mischa stood, braced, for the entire hour. Not letting any inmate within ten feet of her. Watching the cameras, heightening her awareness whenever the cameras seemed to move off her. She stayed on the perimeter but in the dead middle of the fence, so it would be harder for the cameras to avoid her than if she stood in the corner.
She made it through the hour. The next challenge was the line going back inside. Single file. Easy enough for her killer to slip in line behind her, and then slip something sharp into her back or over her throat.
She found two of her cellmates, Rosalie and Adelaida, and wiggled herself between them. They didn't seem too thrilled but they didn't protest.
Josette, as always, was watching her in the hallway as she returned from outside. She knew from Felice, who had worked in administration, that Josette was working double shifts for the next month----the afternoon and evening shifts. Same with Rosalie. That would give them maximum freedom to plan whatever they had in store for her.
Mischa avoided Josette's eye contact as she shuffled back in. She'd had a near miss with her and Coralie when they'd tried to rape her. But since that night, when Lise perished in the helicopter escape attempt and then Felice was bludgeoned to death, Josette and Coralie had stayed away from her. They were going to pick their moment, and before that time, it was probably best, from their perspective, to keep their distance.
She made it inside and into the day area----the common area, the bottom floor of cell block D, where inmates played cards or watched the only television or socialized. They had three hours in the day area daily. They could try to kill her there, too, but there were a lot more cameras. This was much safer.313Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxwEswvZjA7
She'd made it another day. But today's work wasn't done.313Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbhki0rDWRq
Now she had a phone call to make.313Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzOjYIh5seT
A call that just might save her life.313Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXiG9NnYIK3
