The Next Day
PRISON
3:00 p.m.
I’m on surveillance duty with Mathieu, watching over the inmates during craft activities.
But mostly, I’m keeping a close eye on Alexander.
I throw him discreet glances. I know he notices because he keeps glancing back at me, though he doesn’t say anything.
"Still thinking about what happened yesterday?" Mathieu asks.
I turn toward him.
"It’s in the past—even if I’m still pissed."
"Be careful. Ismaël’s going to want revenge for the humiliation you put him through."
Another name to add to my ever-growing list of enemies.
I look around at the inmates and notice Chris is sitting alone at a table, working on a craft. I walk over to him under Mathieu’s disapproving gaze—and that of the other prisoners. I sit down across from him. He looks at me awkwardly
