Chapter 3: Help from a Enforcer

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Caitlyn just stared at the convict infront of her. She had started pacing the small of her cell favouring her left leg, keeping her eyes down though keeping a snarl on her face.

"Are you deaf? I said who the hell are you  Enfocer?" 516 snarled fully facing the cell door now glaring."I took a look at your file, why are you in here?" Caitlyn asked, to 516 scoff. A

"My Sunny personality." "Your from the undercity yea?" "Okay this is getting old, can you just send in whoever is going to kick my butt so I can get along with my night?" Caitlyn looked at the prisoner worriedly at that before straighting.

"My name is Caitlyn Kiramann, sheriff of Piltover. I have spent the last few years in rooting the corruption in the police force. I took a look at your file and decided there was no reason for you to be in here, and if you wish there is a spot for you on the force."

516 had stopped pacing and fully turned to look at her. "Your joking? Nah you don't seem the type to joke... enforcers are the reason I'm in here Cupcake." Caitlyn flinched slightly, "yes I know but we can be the reason you get out. There is no true reason as in why you should be in here."

"....are you serious about getting me out...?" The question was asked so quietly Caitlyn thought she misheard. Turning to the prisoner her eyes softened. "Yes. You don't have to stay here any longer if you choose to leave." 516 looked like she could hardly believ what Caitlyn was saying.

The officer in charge came down and Caitlyn watched as he unlocked the door, not missing the way 516 flinched when he got to close, and the door fully opened. The officer just scoffed muttering that she would be back here in no time before walking away. Caitlyn glaredagter him already making notes on the prison system before turning to 516.

"Ready to see the outside of this Prison?"

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