“No,”
“Aiden,” I said, pressing the burner phone against my ear. “This is the only—”
“I’ll get you out, Emmaline. I’ll clear your name and do whatever it is–”
“Aiden—”
“But I won’t let you do this.” His tone was resolute. “I won’t let you risk your life!”
I shoved the phone under the clothes when the guard passed, poking her head in:
She narrowed her eyes before walking off.
I pulled it out and Petunia gestured for me to continue.
“I was attacked yesterday, Aiden.”
Aiden’s response was silence.
“An inmate tried to stab me in the stalls. I would have died if not for Petunia. She even gave me this burner phone, Aiden,”
Our gaze met and Petunia offered me a tight smile.
“Nowhere is safe Aiden. Especially not here. If she can get someone to kill me, she can… she can rig the e
