My eyes sprang open and I sat up on the cot to see Tanner unceremoniously throwing a screaming redhead into the cell beside me. The girl, who appeared to be just out of high school, fell backwards against the brick of the back wall. Looking over at Becca, she didn’t even bother to open her eyes to see what was going on. No doubt she’d been through a drop-off more than once. Switching my gaze back to the redhead I watched as she got up off the floor and raced up to the front of the cell, which was already closed and locked, called Tanner a fucking prick and spit in his face. My eyes widened in terror, waiting to see the repercussions of her insolence. Tanner grunted as he wiped his face with his bare hand. “That’s a free one, bitch.” “Fuck… you…” Her body vibrated with anger. Unlike me, she’d been stripped before being brought down here. “I’m going to fucking kill you! You hear me!” I glanced over at Jazz guarding the door with Connor and then back to Tanner, not even paying any mind to the fact that I was staring.
