Chapter 50
Sasha had always known how to read power. It didn’t wear a badge or shout commands—it whispered in the dark, behind locked doors, in bloodless glances and loaded silences. And in this prison, power had a name. Gina Cross. If Sasha was going to get what she came for, she had to win Gina over. Not with smiles or empty words—Gina respected action, loyalty, and ruthlessness. So Sasha gave her exactly that. The first target was a wiry inmate named “Mouse,” who had been leaking information to a rival gang. Gina handed Sasha a shiv and told her to make it clean. No noise. No mess. That night, Sasha found Mouse in the shower room. She didn’t even hear her come in. One arm around her throat, the blade slipped under her ribs in a clean upward thrust—puncturing her heart before she could scre
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