"Time to go back in," the man said.
"Yeah, sure," he said and yawned discreetly.
To his surprise, he wasn't led back to solitary confinement. Instead, he was taken back to his former cell.
The guys he'd beaten two months ago were still there. They'd recovered from the bruises he inflicted on them and were watching his return warily.
"No more fighting, ok?" said the guard as he locked the cell gate. "Keep it friendly."
Jake shrugged and went to sit on the same bed where he'd been harassed before. Nobody said anything to him and he liked it that way.
"What? Are we being held hostage in our own cell now?" one of them asked nobody in particular.
Jake didn't know which one spoke and he didn't care. He kept his head down, waiting for one of them to come near him and get an
