*MADDIX POV*
Walking through the cell house, the only sounds that could be heard was the clacking of my shoes on the tiled floor. I was a man on a mission, and I was focused on getting answers. I started to roll up my sleeves as I was making my way to the holding unit, and my eyes never roamed anywhere but straight ahead. The smell of the cell house always made me sick to my stomach.
We kept everything spotless, yet it still had the slight metallic smell of blood permeating the air. Even through the bleach. I was walking so fast that Henry and Ryan had a hard time keeping up with me, but they held their own in keeping up. I walked into the guard room and grabbed the keys from their desk. No one spoke to me, only watching me with every move I made. I knew my aura was intense at the momen
