My will for holding on to reason was slowly slipping away, standing in the same room witnessing all the crap that cause your blood to boil out in the open. Yeah, Jayvin Black himself.

'Brother'

I try to hold on focusing on my real mission, one I know I wish to accomplish faster. These sorry excuse for men were making my blood boil even worse.

"Little brother what a surprise" Jayvin said with no hint of friendliness on his tone. I gave him a look before my eyes settle on the small girl sitting at his feet. Seeing the girl pale my eyes following the scars lining her skin. I felt a pang in my chest seeing how she quiver from all the sounds. I felt my teeth gritted as I held tightly on my fists.

I had no sister, our mother was a crackhead overdose got her good. Just the thought of my sister being in this position made me sick to anger.

"Come on Jayvin my visits are always around these times" I forced out, maintaining my voice, prioring my eyes from her back to my brother's vivid brown eyes, I could just see the death of all the life he ended. Nothing good came from a jail breaker even one sent to prison for many reasons than one.

He turn his attention to the girl, hoisting her up on his lap the poor girl look terrified. I saw he brush her hair away that was shadowing her face but she only shivered from his touch.

I had a huge hunch that she was Eliza Bolton, the one that cause this pychoplath's obsession.

For the many years I haven't seen her, hell why would she want to see me, I was apart of the cause of her faith.

"I was just about to have fun, you can find your room" he wave me off his voice with evil intention. For a detective for the pass years I know exactly what to do, playing the fool to fool the fool.

I exited the room not realizing I was holding onto my breath, the burn in my lungs felt almost intoxicating.

Remembering the pathetic lust running wild in his eyes, was a tempted decision to rip them out.

"Hey there pretty boy" I hadn't realised I caught the attention of a nearby girl, her fingers going up my buttons as she spoke.

"Want me to entertain you for tonight" the way she lick her lips was almost sad, her lips cherry red. She look way young around the age of 15.

I sighed ignoring her making my way to the room.

"fine" she shouted you could hear the rage in her voice before stomping off.

Brainwash was a common thing in this place making even the smallest of kids be grown ass woman. I felt that pity anger climbing my chest, I watch her depart rubbing against a guard as they walk to God knows where.

I strolled down the hall blaring my eyes away from the messed up scenes. The door was only a inch away as I felt a light touch on my arm.

Before I could react I was shove into the room, the door click behind knowingly it was locked.

"What the fuck" I manage to yell out before her tiny hand cover my mouth.

"Sh sh, damn quiet" she whispered lifting her head up to hear for footsteps outside the door.

"Okay no one is coming" removing her hand, she help me to stand.

"Who the fuck are you? And what the actually fuck" I proceeded to shout but I whispered yelled finding it pleasing at the way she grimaced.

"Hey hey calm down, I'm here to help" I raise a eyebrow at her words, how can a tiny human be willing to help and help in what, now I'm suspicious.

"Don't give me that look" she rolled her eyes moving over the other side of the room.

'Don't give you that look, your the one dress in a maid outfit'

"Don't underestimate me, dressing like this wasn't easy" a grimaced of disgust flash upon her face as she look at her outfit.

"Anyways, we need a plan"

"Wait wait who are you?"

She stop in her track giving me a dumb look one that said 'you got to be kidding me' she was really pushing me off.

I was about to speak but she beat me to it "I'm agent Al which stand for Alex, the higher heads sent me to help your ass"

"Plus I've been working on this case for about two years now, I don't expect you to mess it up" she continued coming closer pointing a motherly finger in my face.

"No question ask, just do" she ordered

"Ok ma'am" I said lifting my hands up in defense.

"Great let's start plotting"