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I think about Theodora sitting in the back seat, a gun probably trained on her in case she attempts to pull any shit.
But she won’t. She knew what would happen when she got caught.
Memories buried deep flood to the forefront of my mind and I think about the first time I saw those blue eyes. But then they remind me how the once shallow pools of her light blue eyes had quickly turned into a deep, dark abyss and my hatred comes back tenfold.
But why was she here now? What was her motive? Carlo Rhivers had many enemies, but how did he make one of Kennedy Harlow’s daughter?
The only logical explanation is she did it for her father, but he seemed to have no idea she was here. The way he spoke to her, unless he was all of a sudden an exceptional actor, he definitely wasn’t using her as a hitman.
So why?
“You okay, cuz?” Dax speaks up after a few minutes of silence. He must be thinking about Carlo and the situation we’ve now found ourselves in.
I feel guilty, only for a split second, that I’m wasting my time thinking about the girl in the car in front and not on my father’s dead body that’s not even cold yet.
“Yeah, man,” I respond. “You?”
“Yeah,” he replies.
And I know he is.
The District’s ours now. The mansion, Districts Two and Three, and even Newlands and all the people in it will know that it all now belongs tome.
All of it.
Includingher.
* * *
Almost an hour later,we’re driving down the dark country lane. The only light the moon had offered us vanished through the thick trees that create an archway over the road.
Approaching the large, three-storey building, our headlights light up the District jail, secluded and abandoned from life apart from those who know it’s there. Or in other words, the three District leaders and their men.
This isn’t your average prison, though. The District jail is for those who cause havoc for any of the District members. Liars, cheaters, thieves, thugs, rapists, murderers. Hell, all you have to do is look at a District member wrong and you could end up here for life.
We don’t kill these criminals out in the real world. That’s too easy of a way out. Instead, they’re sent here for punishment. To learn from their mistakes. Not that they can learn and move on.
No one leaves once they’re in.
When you enter the cells, you die in the cells whether it’s an accident or on purpose or a natural death from illness or old age.
Many prisoners have killed themselves. Many of them have killed others. It’s every man for themselves once you’re in.
There hasn’t been a new prisoner here for almost a year. It’s been quiet in business.
And we’ve never had a female prisoner before.
Until tonight.
They’re in for a right treat.
The car ahead of me stops and I pull up next to them.
“You ready for this?” Dax looks at me and a small grin pulls at my lips.
“Hell yeah!”
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