'Great, now all I have to do is to find a way out of the compound, cross two walls and a moat and I'm home free.' 'Don't get bitter and twisted,' grinned Hutch. 'And make sure you keep it well hidden.' The prisoners were searched on a regular basis by the trustys, but while the searches were generally perfunctory at best, they did occasionally turn over the cells looking for drugs and contraband. 'Don't worry, I'll take good care of it. You might need it when they bring you back.' 'Don't even joke about that,' said Hutch. He showed Harrigan where the American's sleeping space was. The Irishman wrinkled his nose in disgust. 'Next to the toilet?' he said. 'It's only for a few hours,' said Hutch. 'Yeah, we can't all afford private cells,' said Joshua. 'But if it upsets you that much, you can have my spot.' 'No,' said Hutch. 'He has to be at the far end of the cell. I don't want Pipop seeing him when he opens the door.
