❝ Fire on fire, we're normally killers
With this much desire, together, we're winners. ❞
Marie Reynolds works as a doctor in Fox River Penitentiary, a male prison. After the tragic death of her uncle, Terrence Steadman, she grows to despise...
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The ride was a lot shorter than LJ expected it to be, that's for sure. He was relieved when the Jeep they were in finally came to a stop in front of a large villa. His eyes widened as a man in a suit approached the car, opening the front door for Marie's sister to exit.
"Thank you, Luca." Allison said, offering the man a smile. "You're welcome." he smiled back, showing his pearly white teeth. "We have guests." Allison continued, turning her head towards the other side of the car, where Marie stood, her arms placed on the roof. Next to her was LJ, who couldn't help but stare at the giant house in awe.
"Luca, this is Marie. My sister." Allison smiled widely as Marie approached the two, extending her hand towards the tall man. "It's a pleasure to meet you." she said as he gave her hand a firm shake.
"The pleasure is mine." he answered, offering her a smile yet again. The two stared at each other for a bit longer than people who just meat each other usually do, but the moment was cut short when LJ finally spoke up.
"Okay, so.. the bathroom?" he scratched the back of his head as Allison smiled sweetly at him. "Luca, why don't you show LJ where the bathroom is? Meanwhile Marie and I are going to have a little talk in my office." she said, placing a hand on Marie's shoulder as Luca nodded. "Of course. Come on." he said, not wasting any time as he climbed up the stairs, LJ having to speed up a little to catch up with him.
"Let's go, Marie. We have a lot to talk about." Allison said as she took her sister by the hand, leading her into the house.
"Nice place you got here." Marie pointed out, looking around the giant halls. The house looked expensive, paintings were hung on the walls in golden frames and a big diamond chandelier hung from the ceiling. "Thanks." Allison replied as they finally reached a door in the middle of the hall. She looked around the corridor carefully before opening the door and entering what seemed to be an office. Marie followed behind her, closing the door as she made her way to the black leather couch in the middle of the room.
"There's so much I have to tell you." Marie stated as Allison sat down on the opposite side of her. "So many things have happened in the past week, and I'm still trying to piece it all together."
"Well. . . Why don't you start from the beginning?" Allison smiled, but concern was written all over her face. "There are a lot of things I don't understand, either. Hell, three days ago I thought you were dead! When I got your message, I thought somebody was mocking me."
"But here I am. Alive." Marie sighed, "Sort of." she breathed out before clapping her hands nervously, her fingers intertwining. "She tried to kill me, Allison. Fuck, she almost did." a slight pause and an inhale later, she continued. "She found out I was helping to get Burrows free."
Allison's face suddenly read shock as she tried to remain calm and collected. "You. . . What?"
"Listen to me, please." Marie pleaded, but Allison shook her head in disbelief. "How could you? You know what happened, you know what he did!"
