He crashed into Lane at the door as Lane waved at the officer behind the wheel. His body and hands shook as they pressed against Lane and he did his best to calm Aiden as he shut the door and led him to the couch. He quickly decided it wouldn’t be a good idea to tell Aiden he couldn’t get through to the warden. No one could get a call into her office and the guards were being evasive. Lane was assured that security was being augmented externally and that the warden would be replaced immediately. “Everything’s fine,” Lane insisted as he cradled Aiden against his chest and he felt him shake his head. “No, it’s really bad, Lane!” Aiden muffled as he pressed his face into Lane’s shirt. “He’s completely delusional and fixated on me more than ever. Nothing I’ve done has worked. The warden is going to try to help him escape and it’s going to be very soon,” he said and Lane tried not to feel more nervous about not being able to get through to the warden. “I strongly believe they’re going to use the recent outbreak as a cover and take advantage of all the prisoners being transported to the hospital,”
