Chapter Twenty-EightPresent day
“No.” The warden's answer was firm and final.
“Why not?” Raven asked, feeling a sinking disappointment.
“You don't have that kind of authority. You may be popular here, but you don't have enough power to demand something like that.”
Although he had prepared himself for this answer, it still hurt. It had been a long shot, but Raven had thought that his new power in Salverford might give him the leverage to request that Alexia's schedule be changed. The warden wouldn't hear of it.
“I'm sorry, Raven,” Abbott continued. “She's a dangerous threat to this prison and we need to neutralise that threat.”
“But—”
“No,” Abbott cut in before Raven could even start his sentence. “There is no way out of this. I guess you'd better go and say good-bye.”
Raven stared
