Ryan POV:
"Jacobs!" Called Violet, she did not look or sound happy, if anything, she sounded pissed. An attending officer unlocked the cell gate and opened it for me to step out, when I did, Violet came closer to me, taking my shackled wrists in her hands and unlocking them with a key. "Thank you," I said in relief, I rubbed my wrists where the hand cuffs had bit into my skin. Violet turned around, hands in her pants pockets and she started to walk away, I knew that I should follow her. We walked past officers doing paperwork, who looked up at me as I passed, shaking their heads.
Violet and I walked in silence to the roof top, where she took out of a box of smokes from her breast pocket, offering me one which I shook my head to, humbly declining. She pulled out a cigarette and put it be
