Song: Believer By Imagine Dragons

Joe Harper:

The same shit goes on day in and day out. The same routine every day. You wake up do roll call, eat, look around like dumb bitches in the courtyard and then roll call, eat and so on. I don't make any friends and no one messes with me. You have to be tough to be in a joint like this or you will become someone's little bitch. I have a few of them, those whippy young fellowsbthat don't have the strength or the will to fight me off. I work out some days just to stay in a little bit of shape and to ward off those that think that they can pull a number on me.

I'm sitting out in the courtyard when some guys come over to me. "Joe right."

"Yeah who's asking?" I puff on my cigarette and blow smoke into the air.

 "We heard you be that guy to kill all those young girls." They come around me and sit down, one still stand up looking around as if checking the place out. I look around and see the few guards on standby with their riffles. they don't play around in a joint like this.

"And what's it to you." I glare at the boy, he can probably bench press twice of me with those huge biceps of his. I look at the other three and they are just as big.

"Oh nothing, just I was wondering what it was like."

"What the killing or the fucking part?"

"Both," he laughsa.

So I tell the guys my story because they were interested in what I had to say. I mean it's not like we don't have time to shit the bull you know. I tell them about the very first girl and what it was like watching her beg for her life and dying. She was only the first and many more to come over the years. They keep asking different questions and I'm beginning to wonder what this is really about and then it slips out. One of the guys mentions her name and it's like a switch goes off in me

"What about that cheerleader; what was her name again? You know the one that got away. I think her name was Katana or something of another."

"Katana, now she was a nice piece of ass."

"Why didn't you kill her?" The one guy asks that has been really quite this whole time. "Hell you did all the others, why not here?"

"I was about to, I would have. You should have seen her in that cheerleader outfit. God her body was like an angel sent from God himself. When I found out that she was the sheriff's daughter I just had to have her. Hell I had his wife a few years before that and she wasn't a big fighter like his little girl. Man that Katana, she was so pure and I broke into her. I wore the shit out of her. Now that little girl she was a fighter that's for sure. Which only made me more excited to break her down even more you know what I mean, hell beside Sheriff Harlow was a fucking bastard always up in my business. You're right I should have killed her."

"So why didn't you finish her off?"

"Well you see, when I was done with her my son got a piece of her too. I told him to get rid of her body and he should have. I think he had feelings for her and let her live, his stupid mistake. If that boy was still alive I may just have to kill him myself; I can't believe he let her go like that."

"What happened to your boy?"

"He...he...took his own life, like a fucking little coward. "

"Damn, that's messed up."

"Yeah, I think she had something to do with it though?"

"You think she killed him?"

"No. He did it to himself but I think she was playing with his head you know. Stupid girls they get all up in your head if you let them, that's why I don't let them," I laugh out loud.

Later that night I am in my cell and I hear the door open up. No one should be coming in this late at night. I look up and the guys from earlier are standing by the doorway so that I have no way out. These guys are just as big as I am but stronger and before I know it I am face down in the floor. Each has a turn with me and I never felt so much pain ripping through my body. It brought back nightmare if when my dad was still around.

"This is for killing those girls you sick fuck." One of them says as they hold me down.

I feel a knife go into my side. "This is for raping Katana." They stab me over and over. "How does it feel old man; the pain is real ain't it."

"Who sent you?" I gasp for air. "That little bitch sent you didn't she, getting her last little revenge out on me. You tell her that I will see her in hell. I will be waiting for her."

"She won't be where you are going you sick bastard and you have no idea who sent us here to finish you off, believe me you don't ever want to cross his path."

I try to get up and that is when the knife slices through my neck. I reach out to hold it but it's no use. I'm dying, all I can think about is that girl. I know she had something to do with this and then everything around me goes dark.

Mike's:

I get the call an hour later.

"Did you take care of the issue we talked about?" says the deep voice on the other end.

"Yes sir...it's been done."

"Good, I will have it wired to your account."

"Thank you sir. Good doing business with you."There is a click on the other line.

I dial my wife and she picks up on the first ring. "Hey baby, I need you to look at the account."

"Ok...hold on." She puts me on hold for a second. "It's all there baby."

"Thanks. I need you to do what I asked you too alright and hopefully in a few more days I will be out of here and we will go wherever you want alright."

"Oh, baby I so can't wait."

The money will be divide up between the four of us, it's a nice lump of money that will for sure get me out of the state and move on to something new. The other's won't talk, no one will ever know what really happened in that cell.

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Author's Note: Thought my lovely readers would want to know what happened to Mr. Harper. Well he is out of the picture for good. Any thoughts or ideas. I think we all already know who had something to do with it.