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"You're in?" She replied in shock.

"Yes! Whatever." I replied

I didn't care about anything. There's no guarantee I'm going to get even out and if someone can offer me a glimpse of hope, why not? It doesn't hurt to try. Ja'Zaye looked over at her cellmate who was rolling what looked like a joint. She left the room and once Ja'Zaye made sure she was out of sight, she offered me a seat next to her, to which I accepted.

"So, what changed your mind?"

"Life! I can't live like this. I have a daughter and I can't fathom her growing up with those monsters. I have to get out of here, Ja'Zaye."

"Can I trust you?"

"What?"

"If I'm going to get you involved in something like this, I need to know that I can trust you."

"Okay, so how can I prove it?"

"I take ya word for it. I'll trust you until you give me a reason to not trust you. That comes with consequences."

"So, what do I have to do?"

"Just be patient! I'll give you your first task within 48 hours."

"Task? What kind of task?" I asked nervously.

"I like you, so it won't be anything too difficult."

"So, that's it? Just wait?"

"Unless you'd like to go for round two." She said while winking her eye.

"No, thank you."

I left her cell and walked back down to my cell. The rest of the day was nerve wrecking. That letter just pissed me off and fueled me with rage. I couldn't even look at my daughter. Seeing her with them just makes me sick. I sat around on pins and needles, wondering what "task" Ja'Zaye had for me. "Should I back out?" I thought to myself.

The next day started as normal. Count, then breakfast and back to getting the day started. I laid low, hoping Ja'Zaye had forgotten my offer.

It was almost noon and nothing happened. Maybe she didn't take me serious. I started to relax a little. Everything was finally at ease until,

"Aye, Deysire?"

"Yeah?" I replied confused

"Ja'Zaye says meet her in Laundry now." She demanded

"Who are you?"

"You ask a bunch of questions, let's go NOW." She demanded.

I looked at her and felt her observing the fear that covered my face.
What have I gotten myself into?

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