We've Only Just Begun To Live.
Leeds Prison.
Robert was escorted to the infirmary yet again as he complained of chest pains. In reality he was fit as a fiddle and his imaginary illnesses were nothing more than a ruse to fool the guards and get him into the infirmary where he could spend some time chatting with Craig with whom he had become rather close.
Craig had faked a heart condition for Robert and he had warned the Warden that his condition was serious and that if they refused him medical attention when he needed it and something were to happen to his patient, he would hold him responsible. Thus, Robert often made trips to the infirmary complaining of his fake heart condition were he was kept for a few days to "rest without stress because of his grave heart condition", giving him and Craig ample time to talk and scheme.
'Doc he's complaining of chest pains again,' the guard told Craig sounding uninterested and bored. Craig raised an eyebrow at the guard.
'Officer if the patient says he's in pain you don't get to doubt that. That is how we lose patients. Place him on the bed please.' Robert looked up at the guard with fake pained eyes as he clutched his chest. The guard shook his head. He didn't believe Robert one bit but since the doctor was more experienced in this field than he was, he thought better than to voice his opinions. After all he didn't want to land some lawsuit on the Warden's doorstep! Once the guard left, Robert looked at Craig.
'What news do you bring me from the big wide world outside?' he asked him as he found a comfortable position on the bed, one leg crossed over the other and arms folded behind his head on the pillow. Craig looked pissed off and angry.
'They are getting married in a week Robert. They are happy while my brother is in prison. He was raped last week. They had to stitch him up and I can't have that done to him to again. I went to visit him and he's broken. That bastard son of yours needs to be in that fucking prison not my brother but he's out there living his best life, getting married to the love of his life. We need to act. Now!' Robert chewed on his bottom lip pensively.
'Your brother is none of my concern,' he said calmly. 'Hmmm shouldn't I be walking my son down the aisle or something?' Robert asked dreamily. Craig's face turned red.
'Cut the shit Robert! If you need my help you need to help me. If you won't, I have means to go after the bastard myself.' Robert sat up quickly, his calm demeanor vanishing.
'You try to go after him and ruin my plans and I swear to God I will have you removed,' Robert threatened. Craig chuckled.
'And how are you going to do that from inside here uh with no connection to the outside world? You're just talk and nothing else.' Robert gave him a smile.
'Carry on underestimating me. It will be so much fun watching you lose. Now listen here, I need you to keep eyes out there. I have a plan.'
'And that would be?' Craig asked him.
'I'm going to try for bail again even though my good behavior conduct is fucked up because of that piece of trash of a son of mine. He keeps setting me up and I keep get punished, further tarnishing my record which will not get me in any judge's good graces to grant me bail.'
'You won't make bail you know that. You're a pedophile who abused his son for years. Who beat and raped his wife. Besides, you know as well as I do that he pays them to deny you bail. He has them all on his payroll. That lawyer of his gets in the bribes. People in the justice system are corrupt. They take the bribes and don't give a shit what happens in hell holes like these as long as their pockets are full. You need money, loads of money if you want to corrupt a judge and buy your bail.' Robert chuckled.
