** WARNING: MURDER!!

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Over the past three weeks, Tim had been working hard on his strike against Steve Austin. He had talked to a few very trustworthy people. Austin had made more than just a few enemies that were more than willing to help. He had one more week to finalize his plan before Austin's return.

Chance had a feeling that something was about to go down. He knew Tim too well. But the less he knew what Foust was planning, the better. So he kept his mouth shut and no questions were asked.

Tim didn't want Chance or Rob involved in any way. Just in case things backfired, they would be in the clear. Tim and the others involved, with the exception of Johnson, were in for life anyway. Johnson was part of the plan by choice. But Dwayne's part was very small and easily covered.

Old Red recently took the job working as the librarian. Everyone loved and trusted Red which would work to Tim's advantage.

As the day neared, Chance could sense the suspense in the cell block. There was a lot of whispering that would hush when he walked by. He knew Tim was trying to protect him but the not knowing what was about to happen was driving him crazy. Was Avi involved? Probably so. Was Adam involved? Most definitely. Were Samuel, Hunter, Toby, and Red involved? Those he wasn't sure of but it wouldn't surprise him.

The day that he had been dreading had arrived.

Tim and Adam were heading down to the cafeteria for breakfast. As they neared the stairs they heard footsteps slowly coming up the steps.

"Well, well, well. Look who we have here." Austin says as he sees Tim and Adam at the top of the stairs.

The couple glares at the guard as he steps in their way to keep them from passing.

"Looks like I'm getting a little soft with my punishments. Oh, well. Maybe next time." Steve says with a sneer.

"If you don't get the hell out of our way, they'll find your ass at the bottom of these stairs. Dead." Tim says in a calm voice. "Now, move it."

"You think I'm scared of you, Foust?" Steve chuckles although he does step back out of the couples way.

"You need to be." Adam says as he and Tim continue down the stairs.

"Well, Blondie, I'm not." Steve smirks.

Tim stops on the steps and turns to look at his next victim.

"Yes, you are." Tim speaks in a calm voice as he nods. "I see it in your eyes."

"You're nuts." Austin growls.

"Yep, that's what they say." Tim says with a smile before taking Adam's hand and continuing to the cafeteria.

~~

"My sources tell me that Austin is making his rounds alone today." Samuel says quietly as they all sat around the table eating breakfast. "Dwayne is scheduled elsewhere." He slides a slip of paper over to Tim. "Here's Austin's schedule."

"Perfect." Tim nods and slips the piece of paper into his pocket before glancing around at Toby. "Is everything in place?"

"Yep, exactly what we had planned." Toby answers as he stands with his tray. "See ya soon." He adds before walking away.

"I gotta go too." Red stands. "See ya later, Timothy."

Tim smiles and nods at his old friend.

~~

Toby is gathering the trash to take out to burn as he sees Austin coming up the hall.

"Right on time." He whispers to himself.

"Hey, asshole, is anyone in the showers?" Steve asks as he grabs Toby by the arm.

"Nope." Toby says as he jerks his arm away from the guard. "The last ones just left. Now, if you'll excuse me, asshole, I have work to do."

"You better watch your mouth, boy." Austin says. "You saw what I did to Foust." He adds as he heads for the shower room.

"Yeah, Karma's a real bitch too." Toby mumbles as he hurries back to the supply room and opens the door.

"Is he in the shower room?" Adam asks in a whisper as he and Dwayne come out of the room.

"Yep, alone with Foust and his Louisville Slugger." Toby chuckles as he hands them some gloves, just in case.

Austin whistles a tune as he checks each line of showers. It wasn't unusual to find a body hanging from the pipes above, either by suicide or just plain murder.

He stops in his tracks as he hears something being dragged along the wall.

"Who's there?" He calls out as he starts to reach for his gun.

But his gun is quickly snatched from his holster. Whirling around, he sees Adam Foust pointing his own gun at him with a wicked smile on his face.

"How does it feel being helpless, mother f*cker?" Adam chuckles. "Now the shoe is on the other foot."

"You know ...." Tim speaks up as he slowly walks out from the last row of showers, dragging a baseball bat along the wall. "There comes a time in life when you have to pay for your mistakes. Your time is now."

"Now... now wait a minute, Foust." Steve stutters as he starts to back up but feels the barrel of his gun poke him in the back.

"Remember a month ago when you tried to beat a helpless prisoner in shackles to death?" Adam growls near his ear. "That was the biggest mistake of your life."

"F*ck you, Foust! You're not going to do a d*mn thing!" Steve says with a sneer.

"Wrong." Tim smiles as he swings the bat slamming it into Austin's leg.

"D*mn! That had to hurt." Adam chuckles as he backs away. The breaking of bones echoed throughout the empty shower room.

Austin screams out in pain as he lay on the tile floor looking at the bone sticking out of his leg.

"Still don't think I'll do anything?" Tim says as he sends another crushing blow to the guard's rib cage. 

Austin screams out again as he rolls over on his stomach and tries to crawl to the door. He glances up to see Dwayne and Toby standing in the doorway.

"DO SOMETHING, YOU DUMBASSES!!" Austin shouts.

"I didn't see a thing. I've been in my office all day." Dwayne shrugs and looks around at Toby. "Did you see anything?"

"How could I? I was outside burning trash." Toby smiles as Johnson reaches and closes the door.

"NOOO!! YOU MOTHER F*CKERS!!" Austin yells as he beats on the door.

"Two things: one, you beat the wrong person. Two, you didn't finish the job. That was a BIG mistake." Tim sighs as he shakes his head. "That's one mistake that I will never make."

"BATTER UP!!" Adam shouts.

Tim swings the bat one final time, crushing the guard's skull. He wanted to prolong the beating but knew they were limited on time.

Dwayne opens the door after things go quiet. He steps in and checks for a heartbeat, being careful not to step in the pool of blood surrounding the body. He shakes his head signaling that there was definitely no heartbeat.

"Okay, let's get the hell out of here." Adam says as he puts the gun back into the holster. "Before someone comes."

Tim hands Toby the bat which he slips into a large garbage bag full of garbage.

~~

"I knew this would eventually happen." The governor says as he, Chance, Rob, and Dwayne watch them carry Steve Austin's body out in a body bag. "Can't say he wasn't asking for it."

"I tried to warn him that he was pressing his luck." Dwayne says, sadly shaking his head.

Chance nods. He had to go check on his friends. Where were they when this was going on? He knew them well enough to know that they had their asses covered.

Toby found the body. He had been outside burning trash. Really? But other guards witnessed seeing him doing so.

Chance heads up to the cell block. He finds Adam, Avi, Samuel, and Hunter in a serious game of poker inside the Fousts' cell.

"Adam? Where's Tim?" Chance asks.

"Library." Adam answers looking up at the guard, giving him an innocent smile while he bats his eyes and twirls a finger in his hair. "I'll take two." He tells Avi, the dealer, while discarding two cards and chuckles softly.

Chance loved Tim and Adam like brothers but they both definitely had a few screws loose.

"How long have y'all been playing cards?" Chance asks out of curiosity.

"Long enough for me to lose everything but my name." Hunter chuckles as he throws down his cards. "I'm out."

"I guess we started after breakfast." Samuel says with a shrug. "So I guess about two hours."

"Yeah, probably about two hours." Avi agrees with a nod as he shuffles the cards.

Chance couldn't help but notice that Adam had a smirk on his face during the whole conversation.

"Okay, y'all have fun." Chance says before giving Avi a quick kiss before leaving the cell.

He heads down to the library. He finds Red dusting the shelves before replacing the books.

"Hey, Red. Is Foust here?" Chance asks.

"What a surprise. Don't see you in here much." Red laughs. "But to answer your question, he's over there at a corner table."

"Can you tell me how long has he been here?" Chance asks in a hushed voice.

"Wasn't long after I got here." Red answers. "I know the rules, Mr. Chance, he's shackled."

Chance smiles and pats the old man on the shoulder before walking over to where Tim was sitting.

His leg was definitely shackled to the chair he was sitting in. He puffed slowly on a cigarette as he seemed to be engulfed in the book he was reading.

"Well, Timmy." Chance chuckles as he joins the prisoner at the table. "I don't know how long you were planning this but you definitely covered all the bases."

"Whatever do you mean, Officer Chance?" Tim asks with a slight smirk as he pushes up his glasses. "I've been here all morning."

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