I Regret Nothing - JB Trepagnier Page 0,41
that even possible in prison?”
Candra just laughed.
“Oh, it’s totally possible. You can get away with a quickie during yard time if you hide behind the bushes. The witches have a makeshift temple inside the prison for their yard time. They will rent it to you for sexy time if you don’t leave a mess, and you pay them. Pro-tip, they really like the candy in the commissary. It’ll sweeten the pot if they are being bitchy about it. Maybe that could solve your little witch problem.”
“With Venus? She’s a spiteful bitch who blames me for being in here.”
“Didn’t you kind of bite her?”
“Everyone is so focused on the fact that I mauled her leg. If she were actually any good at stealing things, she wouldn’t have had the guards chasing her in the parking lot, and neither of us would have gotten caught. Plus, I heard she left behind so much evidence at other crimes, they were able to nail her with more than just the museum theft. She would have eventually been caught, even if I hadn’t bitten her.”
Candra laughed.
“You really do regret nothing, do you?”
“I didn’t intend to go down with her, but I got to the Museum of the Profane first, and that amulet was mine. I should have planned better, but I owed Venus for something else.”
“I hope it was worth it because she asked me to shank you in the shower.”
My head whipped to Candra so fast my neck popped. I took a defensive stance, and she just laughed.
“I told her no, stupid. I’m not about to stab you in the shower in front of every single fox in Silverhold. They’d kill me. None of the foxes will touch you, even if you won’t hang with us. Whisper is our leader, and she knows Venus is asking. Don’t be surprised if you see her with her face beaten in at breakfast. We get it. Foxes aren’t pack animals, and none of us are family. Just try to say hi to us sometimes, and everything will be fine. We have your back, Rei.”
Well, shit. I wanted to meet another fox for the longest time, then Hauser told me what I was. I’d been avoiding shifters since then, but the foxes were pretty fucking cool. I guess I’d committed a significant prison sin by not hanging with who everyone thought was my own kind, but the foxes were cool with that.
Not only did they not try to shank me in the shower, but it also sounded like Whisper put the beat down on Venus for asking. None of the foxes had tried to use their noses on me. If Venus was asking around for someone to take me out, I needed to make as many friends as possible. Hauser’s guidance served me well, but this was prison, and I would have to break a rule.
“I’d like to meet Whisper and thank her personally.”
“She’d like that. Whisper is in here for knocking over banks. She might want to trade tips. She’s not mad you aren’t hanging with us. I know it’s a thing in here, but we know none of us is skulk. They put us together anyway, and we make do. We look out for each other. A fox isn’t going to shank you, but another prisoner might, even if a lot of people here think that witch is way too big for her breeches considering she just fucking got here. Whisper! Get your ass over here.”
A tall woman with bright red hair and green eyes walked over wrapped in a towel. She gave me a friendly smile, then checked out my boobs.
“Nice tits. I was wondering when you were going to introduce yourself.”
Did everyone here like my tits? Because Murphy was under the water, but he wasn’t getting himself clean. He was staring right at them a jerking off, which I really didn’t want to see right before I ate that nasty food at the mess hall. Whisper followed my line of sight and sighed.
“Murphy! What did I tell you about jerking it in the showers? Only in your cell! No one wants to see that. Get yourself clean and get out.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he grumped, grabbing the soap.
“What’s his deal?” I whispered.
“Murphy? He caused some shit with an eagle shifter and nearly died. He’s never been right since. He’s never getting out of here either. I honestly don’t think he gives a shit anymore. Faust gets mad when he gets dirty and won’t shower. Murphy enjoys