Chapter 215

"You'd better behave," she admonished as she sorted through her jangling set of keys.

Like that would happen. Ricky couldn't believe his arguing had worked. Despite her evident desire not to, Patricia set them loose. But the click and clanking as she opened their cell brought attention to them. Even though the other prisoners couldn't see in the dark, it didn't prevent them from calling out.

"Someone's getting lucky," a voice sang out.

"Come on over here and set me free. I'll pay you. I've got money."

A face pressed against the bars right across from them. The beady-eyed prisoner smacked his lips and uttered a disgusting, "Lucky bastard. What I wouldn't give to tap that fine, fucking ass."

It took Ricky only two long strides to reach the speaker. Reaching through the bars, he grabbed a hold of the guy with the foul mouth and slammed his face against them, once, twice. The now silent prisoner slid to the floor.