The hair on the back of my neck prickles as my body recognizes a predator in its midst. The layer of muscle underneath my skin contracts, preparing for flight even as I take a step closer to the prisoner in front of me. The other officers and nurses are in the infirmary, which is close, but at the same time an eternity away. There is nothing stopping this man from hurting me. It only takes one glance at him to know it’s entirely within his capabilities should it serve his means. Taut muscles, which are too large for the standard issue prison uniform, stretch against the confines of the top.
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