Chapter 23: Fling or More?
Shaye
"Shaye, you coming or what?" Lene yells after me. "I don't wanna get stuck with toilet duty 'cause you didn't move your ass."
Reluctantly, I turn from where the guards haul Rowan away. What has he done to get such treatment? "Hey what's down that hallway?" I point my chin in the direction they took him.
"Solitary confinement and cells full of piss that even rats and roaches wouldn't touch." She rolls her eyes. "Now come on. We've gotta get the laundry done."
I rush after her and go about my mundane routine. I don't complain as it keeps me busy and anything beats sitting in a cell on the cold, hard floor with nothing to do. Just like those in solitary confinement. How long will Rowan be there? I shouldn't care, hell I don't care, except I can't get him out of my thoughts.