I lay awake and keep my eyes closed, I'm trying hard to listen to the pouring rain coming from the opposite side of the cold walls of my cell but my mind keeps racing.

I've surprisingly had a lot on my mind since last night, which is not like me. I honestly shouldn't give a fuck about anyone other than myself, people get you killed or worse, get you vulnerable. I can't afford either of those right now.

This brings me back to this moment, it's quiet in Crowshore max prison today, which causes concern to me for several reasons since it's been far too long since I heard the silence in these halls, the very same halls as me with the most deadly criminals as my neighbors.

Warden fucking John Bishop is being a pain in my ass lately, ever since our chat, he has been obvious to read in how fear has loomed over him.

I need to cut my losses soon or this will become troublesome to the empire I have built for the past fifteen years and no Warden or Government is bringing what I made to a halt.

Danny stirs awake and grunts as he hangs his legs off the bed before he jumps down and goes to the toilet to take a piss. He looks at me and nods, the fresh new scar on his face now large and turning blue, the events in the yard fucked him up, luckily nothing caused any serious damage.

We had killed at least four of Toby's people, meaning all that's left is the rest of the walking dead men, a hit is on their head, if not my people, other gangs in here will go for the opportunity.

"Man, is it weird to piss blood?" Danny chuckles as he grunts out, at the same time I hear the metal gate to our cellblock open down the hall.

I laugh and sit up. "Is when you get stabbed." I say hinting at his bandage around his stomach.

"That fucker is gonna pay." He says, with promise and I lean against the cell bars as I see fish the guard stop in front of me and my cell.

"Silver, your lawyer is here." Fish says and I raise a brow confused.

That's not for another week, someone wants my attention. "What did they look like?" I ask the new guard and he crosses his arms and thinks hard.

"Skinny tall woman, black hair, suit, and heels. Way too good for you Silver." He says with attitude and it causes me to laugh.

Definitely not my lawyer, my lawyer is called Sam, he works for me and he is definitely not skinny.

I lean off the bars and turn around, my letting the new guard cuff me, I see Danny look uninsured as usual whenever someone calls for me, gives him more time to jerk off to his girl's photos.

The cell doors close behind me and I'm being escorted to the other side of the prison to a room I know all too well, upon entering I see the woman I know very well, CIA bitch Cathy Luman Rodrick.

I sit down in front of her and glare whilst my hands are handcuffed to the table, she has yet to say a word.

The rookie guard leaves the room and Cathy snorts, causing me to lean back as best as I can to get a proper look at her. "Let me guess, you miss me?" I say with a wink and she glares.

"Austin Silver, It's come to our attention a good friend of yours is singing, perhaps you know who I'm talking about?" She asks, crossing her legs and leaning back in her chair, smugly.

I laugh in her face. "I don't have friends sweetheart, be more specific."

Cathy sighs and gets a piece of paper from her folder. "Tell me Austin, where is Marko Milandi?" She says as she slams a photo on the desk.

In the photo is a Marko, the picture is taken from far away and no doubt taken in Egypt, his main hideaway in the city of Cairo, his mother lives there and I bet my life on it that he isn't far away from her, predictable? No, Marko is a ghost, no one knows his face.

I'm not anyone though, he happens to be a business partner I trust, but I wouldn't call him a friend, I meant it when I said I don't keep people close.

"Tell me, Cathy, do you miss it?" I whisper huskily across the table as her eyes zone in on mine.

"Do you miss me fucking your brains out? I wonder what people will say when people finds out the CIA's top girl let a dangerous man use and abuse her body willingly more than once... all the while you were supposed to extract information from me." I chuckle out as she blushes out humiliated.

She clears her throat. "This is serious Silver, lives are at stake." She says seriously, putting a file on top of the folder, the folder remains open on a specific page and I humor her and read the contents.

Reading what is inside is almost laughable, unimaginable, and disrespectful, it's almost hard to keep my grin off my face.

"What's so funny Silver!? Don't play fucking dumb with me, tell me where he is and I can get you in gen pop, more yard time, visit-"

I interrupt her and shove the folder across the table back to her, with a grin. "Honestly Catherine love, how's your mother? Your brother goes to NYU now right? Dear old mommy Cynthia must be so proud of her children." I say, ignoring her questions.

She looks towards the glass and there we have it, the giveaway, we are not alone.

"Come out Tim, that's no way to treat an old friend." I say bored as I sit back and look at an angry Cathy.

I send kiss my lips towards her and turn my head once the door opens and none other than the director of the CIA enters. "You go can now Cath." Tim says as I watch her leave, her eyes never leaving me as she stares at me with pure hatred.

The door closes and Tim stands behind the seat Cathy sat in and he rests his hands on the chair and stares at me annoyed. "Why are you still here Austin? I know you're capable of escaping and disappearing forever if you wanted to, why do you stay?" He asks curiously as I raise a brow.

"Do you have a smoke?" I ask and he shakes his head.

"I quit." He says.

I laugh and lean back. "I like the food, the views are not bad either." I shrug.

He looks at me unimpressed by my response, he was hoping for an answer.

He sits down across from me and grunts out irritated. "Quit the stalling Silver. I have a deal for you, signed and ready for your release and put in protective custody if you help us take down Milandi." He says, pushing a piece of paper in front of me.

I don't look at it and sigh, leaning back I look at him hard. "You insult me, Tim, don't tell me you came all this way to grasp at straws?" I ask amused as he sighs out loud.

He nods towards the large mirror in the wall then the door to the room opens and in comes two CIA agents, dressed stuffy in business suits, the door closes behind them as both men stand behind me as I sit in the chair.

Ah, I see what he is doing, but he really should pay more attention to what I was doing whilst he and little miss Cathy was playing good cop. "You are still my prisoner Silver, I could put you right back in that hole and you'll never see the light of day again."

I feel my cuffs come loose and I flex my hand waiting for the two goons behind me to make a move.

I look at Tim amused. "You shouldn't threaten me, Tim. Tell me, how is Molly doing? I hope she doesn't hold a grudge from last time, I'm sure you still fuck her though, even with that fuck ugly scar on her face." I say with a wink and he stands up and bangs the table, his eyes blazing with hatred as he stares at me.

"Hold him down!" Tim instructs to his men and I break my hands-free from the cuffs as I grab the arm of one of the agents and get the gun from his holster before he had time to react.

I wrap my arm around his neck and push the gun into the side of his head, I flick the safety off as I scoff at Tim. "Now listen up carefully Tim, or I will blow your guy's brains out all over this wall." I say threateningly as I push the gun into his head harder, causing the agent to groan out and squirm against my hold.

Tim nods his head and puts his hands up, the room to the door opens and more agents stand with their guns pointing towards me, just like old times.

Smirking slightly I stare at Tim to see him shift under my gaze. "I know all your names, I know every single thing about you and your families, you can run or hide but remember this, my men will find you, so if I die here today.. a sort of chain reaction will be set in motion and within 24 hours, you and all your loved ones will be dead." I say truthfully and the director closes his eyes frustrated.

"Lower your weapons!" Tim says, his voice wavering, all agents lower their weapons and look around cautiously at each other.

Heh, now this is what I call a good investment when I found out all the names of the CIA who handle my case, I learned their whole lives and put a hit on every single one of their family's lives if anything were to happen to me.

A good 100 million well spent.

"Fine! FINE! Release my agent Silver!" Tim calls out annoyed as I chuckle darkly.

Tims's eyes go wide as I pull the trigger, causing everyone in the room to raise their weapons in panic as I fire into the agent's head, with the safety trigger on.

I laugh huskily in the ear of the agent. "I think you pissed yourself, agent." I whisper in his ear before I shove him away from me, he falls on the chair then onto the floor as he breathes heavily, he has a dent in the side of his head from the gun, and a wet patch on his trousers.

I twirl the gun on my finger and hold out my hand. "There won't be a next time Timmy, let this be a lesson to not fucking disturb my sleep." I say, throwing the gun to a random agent as I raise my hands out and watch as guards pass through the agents pointing their guns at me to turn me around and press me up against the wall to handcuff me.

I grin against the wall as my eyes meet Catherines, I send her a wink before I'm shover off the wall and led through the crowd of CIA agents, who look like they've aged by a few years.

They should all reconsider changing jobs, it's almost sad to see them falter so easily.

I'm led to my cell without an issue, already pissed off way too much I don't think the rookie would dare after seeing the events that had just unfolded.

I'm being led to my cell by five guards, three of who work for me and work as guards on my orders, I'm a careful man, I plan ahead so I am ten steps ahead of everyone else.

"You're fucking crazy." The new fish mutters out quietly as the gate to my cell block dings open.

I look at him. "Word of advice, keep your fucking mouth shut around me if you want to survive in here." I say deadly as he leads me to my cell.

His face pales as he nods once, turning me to my cell I see Danny smirking as they unlock my cuffs and shove me in my cell, shutting the cell doors again, they walk away and I don't pay them another glance as I go to the corner of the room to the secret hole in the wall for my phone.

"All good bro?" Danny asks and I grunt out as I remove the brick from the wall.

I sit on the floor, my back against the wall as I wait for my phone to turn on. I look up to Danny to see him watching me amused. "Just a friendly visit from my admirers is all." I say as I focus on my phone as I search for a number.

Danny snorts at 'admirers' then goes to the bars to watch for onlookers as I type in a text.

u didn't reply back, ignoring me already?

I wait for the reply as I lean my head against the cold wall with my eyes closed, until the vibration from my phone buzzes, letting me know I got a reply.

Not on purpose, why are you still texting me? I also had a very strange day, I'm still in shock

I grin as I type a reply back.

I want to be friends, ur amusing, tell me what happened

Her reply comes back seconds later.

You wouldn't believe me even if I told you...

I close my eyes and chuckle.

We'll see about that.

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