Drake Hall Prison
Doctor Alexandra Thorne sat at the square writing table that separated the two single beds.
She had claimed the second hand piece of furniture for herself.
Cassie, her cellmate, barely possessed the ability to read or write and had no use for the makeshift desk.
The stupid woman had once placed a pile of clothing on the right hand side of the table. One look from Alex and the pile had been swiftly transferred to the bottom of the bed.
Alex felt the right leg of the chair wobble as she pulled it beneath her. Damn cheap furniture was as inferior […]