//Ari
The car ride was as awful as she thought it would be.
The cop next to her was acting like he wasn't watching her, but every time she moved her hands and her handcuffs made a noise his head would shoot in her direction. It was actually painful how bad they were at acting calm.
The driver kept glancing at the rear view mirror, checking on her every so often as-well.
The brunette hated when everyone was watching her, she hated the unwanted attention. She hated having to disguise when she looked at the signs of the streets they passed, hated having to pretend she wasn't trying to get the handcuffs undone behind her back. They were watching too closely.
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About 30 minutes passed and they pulled up to the place she hated the most, why'd they have to go here strait away? Why didn't she go to the police office first, something didn't seem right...
The officer sitting next to her got out of the car and came around to her side of the door, opening it and telling her to step out of the car.
She rolled her eyes when she noticed his hand was 'causally' resting on his gun, nether the less the brunette stepped out of the car.
The nervous Officer grabbed her handcuffs and nudged her forward, she did as he instructed and walked. He was leading her to the main office.
As they rounded a corner she came face to face with her enemy, the 'The Lunatic Asylum of Franklewen' sign that stuck out like a sore thumb hanging above the entry to the front office of the Whack Shack.
She frowned when she stepped through the doors she had once been so happy to flee, it looked so normal, like a hospital or something, but it was one of the most secure facility's in all of England.
She sighed as the lady who had been absent on the day of her escape looked up at the annoyed brunette, glancing at her clothes then clicking a few things on her computer. She then spun her chair around, opening tubs that contained clothes and shoes in them, grabbing a few and putting them on her front desk.
Ari turned to the officer beside her, she was going to need her hands to pick up the clothes on the counter.
He grimaced but quickly masked it as he reached behind her, undoing one of her handcuffs the clipping it back on when she calmly put her hands out in front of her, she wouldn't do anything stupid just yet, she didn't have a plan to follow. She might be a killer but she doesn't want to be killed herself.
Ari grabbed the clothes from the desk lady and walked in the direction the man pushed her in. Sighing when they got to the familiar changing room. The officer quickly spoke into his radio, saying something about a female officer coming to the changing rooms on the ground floor.
Minutes later a lady with strawberry blond hair walked over to them, opening the change room door and calmly waiting for Ari to step in.
She did so, the lady officer then undid her handcuffs and allowed her to get changed behind the wall at the back of the room.
She took as long as she could standing behind the wall till the strawberry blond told her she had to hurry up.
The brunette sighed when she emerged from behind the privacy of the wall dressed in her whack shack clothes and boring white shoes. The officer clamped her handcuffs back on and led her out of the change rooms, the shorter wasn't surprised when the man that had been previously waiting outside the change rooms was gone.
The lady led her through the horrible familiar white halls till she got to what she could basically call her room.
It was almost the same as it had been when she left it but it had been ransacked, she noticed her draw that had useful things that had been her backups if her escape had failed was open and empty. Dammit. They were so over dramatic, taking her stuff like that. Ari rolled her eyes.
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