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CHAPTER 2 – Prison POV
She kept tapping so loudly that it drew everyone’s attention to her.
They gave her a look, and she stopped.
“That’s an amateur’s job,” Ginger chuckled.
“What did you say?” The lady in the waiting area asked.
“If you want to catch a high-profile murderer, you play their game.” “You use their enemies, not their prey.”
“Wha……” The lady was about to say something when she was interrupted.
“Smh,” she said, blowing a raspberry. “You journalists are always looking for stories, not justice.” Ginger muttered and walked out before the lady could speak.
“How did she know you are a journalist?” The investigator on the other end of the earbud asked.
The lady shrugged, as though the investigator could see her.
There was a thud from the door at the entrance, and guards ran after Ginger because she slammed the door behind her.
“You love solitary, don’t you?” She could hear them yelling at Ginger.
She stuck her tongue at them and went into her cell.
“Who was that?” The voice at the other end of the speaker asked the lady in the visiting room.
She turned to inmate 777. “The investigator wants to know who the lady from earlier was.”
“Oh, that was Ginger.” “She’s like the messiah in here.” Inmate 777 answered.
“Did you get that?” She asked the investigator.
“He’s asking what her story is.”
“No one knows, just that she’s always in trouble and spends her time waiting here every visiting day since I arrived 5 months ago.”
“Has anyone ever come to visit?” The journalist asked.
“No, I heard from the old folks that she’s been here for 11 years and that the day she arrived, she went dark.”
There was a screeching sound, and the car pulled off the road and into the bush.
“Who took the shots?”
The older man asked his three friends. He looked from one person to the other.
“Costa.” He finally settled on a name.
“Who cares?” “It’s done already.”
“Jewel was there.” The guy with the scar on his face answered.
“So?” Costa queried.
“You forgot our instructions were to get rid of the other lady, not Jewel.”
“I didn’t forget the instructions, but I got that shot.” Isaiah jumped into the conversation.
“Shut it, Isaiah!” Their boss thundered. “We were hired to do a simple job.”
“It was impossible to get rid of the target without Jewel ending up in the crossfire.” Costa jumped to Isaiah’s defense.
“So, you let him fire anyway.”
He gave them a scornful look.
Everyone had a stupid look on their face.
“That’s it? “You are all benched till I make this right.”
They all nodded, then his phone rang.
He stared at the phone for a long time before answering on the third ring.
“Is it done?”
The voice on the other end of the line inquired.
“No, we run into a few problems.”
“Problems that can’t be fixed?”
“It’s impossible because Jewel happened.”
“Jewel?” The caller sounded surprised.
“Yes, she was with her.”
“You guys hold on for now.” I will call on your services again.
The call dropped before they could demand their fee.
Adam, their boss, gave them a knock and instructed them to drive off.