4. Back In A Box

The next few weeks passed by in a blur of police interrogation rooms, holding cells, courts and handcuffs. The mystery of Vita Alto’s missing husband was soon solved; businessman Nick had been arrested for his involvement with the criminal underground movement of Sunset Valley and had exchanged information on those working around him for a leaner sentence.

James Brennan had been one of those. Mr. Alto told how he had contacted him in the hopes of arranging a revenge attack on the criminal gang he thought responsible for his parents’ deaths, once he had stumbled accidentally on some paperwork linking Nick to the seedy underworld of the Valley. Nick had been helping him in exchange for his silence; of course, once that confidentiality no longer held weight Mr. Alto didn’t hesitate to hand over James’ details and links to the criminal gangs of Sunset Valley. It didn’t help that James had made a mistake and identified the wrong group for his swoop.

As for Cassie, she was accused of aiding a conspiracy to commit murder. Unknowingly, she had delivered documents belonging to James arranging the preplanned attack amongst other, genuine legal pages for her boss. She was perfectly innocent, duped into carrying the papers. The only thing she could be said to be guilty of was being too trusting, for not questioning or looking through what she was carrying with her. Of course, she did not think she had a reason to query them, nor her boss or boyfriend.

There were many people named by Nick Alto, many people who were actually guilty of crimes. Many people desperate to save their own skin. Many people who also tried to barter with the police.

Many people who would not hesitate to blame others to try to save their own skins. Many people who would happily testify against a young girl, to say she had far more involvement than she actually did in exchange for a few years off their own prison time.

‘So, Cassie Rivers… I see you’ll be staying with us for four years?’

‘I shouldn’t be here at all! I’m innocent!’

The prison governer’s face hardened. ‘Miss. Rivers, I’m afraid I cannot possibly comment on your sentence, or your crime. I’m here to run this prison, not the justice system of this country.’

Cassie looked down at her hands. ‘I know. I’m sorry. I… I’m just…’

The governer softened. ‘That’s quite alright, my dear. Many people are tense when they first come to prison. Now then, four years. You’ll be placed on G Wing, and your personal officer will be… Oh, hold on. He’s not here yet! He’s a transfer coming in from another prison, so you’ll have to wait. He’ll introduce himself to you when he arrives. Now then, Ms. Sheeran will take you down to your cell before lights out, which is in ten minutes. You got here just in time! Your belongings will be sent to you shortly.’

Ms. Sheeran, a stern looking woman only a few years older than Cassie, roughly stood Cassie up and led her out of the room. They seemed to march down endless corridors, past the barred gates of other wings and officers’ staff rooms. Cassie barely took any of this in; she was in a state of shock, hardly believing that she was in jail. Jail! She hadn’t done anything, not knowingly at least. Finally they arrived on G Wing to a deserted hall way, populated by the echoing voices of other prisoners behind their cell doors calling out to one another. Ms. Sheeran took Cassie down to the far end of the wing and unlocked the door of the cell she’d spend the next four years in. As the door opened, Cassie caught a glimpse of a blonde woman stretched out on the bed, barely taking any notice of the opening crash of her room.

Confused for a second, Cassie wondered why she was being put in here. Surely there was some mistake? Then she clocked the second bed on the other side of the cell. She was sharing. Brilliant.

‘Well, what are you waiting for? A red carpet? Get in there!’

Ms. Sheeran pushed the frozen Cassie over the threshold.

A few of the tears Cassie hadn’t realised were threatening to fall spilled down her cheek. She wiped them away furiously, determined not to let Ms. Sheeran see that she had upset her, and not to show weakness in front of her cellmate.

She needn’t have worried about Sheeran, who had slammed the door shut after smirking at the new inmate. Cassie grimaced as the door was locked behind her, the metal grinding sending shivers down her spine. She wasn’t sure this was a noise she wanted to get used to. Looking up, she saw the blonde woman sat up on the edge of her bed; Cassie had not noticed her moving.

‘Well then,’ she said, an odd smile on her face. ‘A new roommate! You know, you should be thanking me. I’m not supposed to have cellmates, but this place is a bit overcrowded. You could’ve been sent halfway across the country if it wasn’t for me!’

‘Th… Thank you…’

‘So, who are you then? Oh, what?’

The lights had suddenly gone out in the cell, plunging the small room into darkness.

‘Guess it’s time for bed. Yours is that one, you’ll find the issue pyjamas in your cabinet. Good luck changing in this!’

Somehow, Cassie managed to fumble her way through the darkness and find the loose vest and shorts the prison provided new inmates with while they awaited the delivering of their own possessions. Stuffing her own clothes into the small cupboard, she crawled between the scratchy sheets and tried to sleep. She had thought that she would lie awake for hours, lamenting her bad luck.

She was surprised when she woke suddenly, the electric lights turning on startling her from sleep. Seeing the grubby walls and feeling a sense of claustrophobia, she almost thought she were back at Mrs. Appleby’s. Sitting up, she saw her cellmate washing her face at the rusted washbasin at the end of her bed, dressed in a revealing pink top and short skirt. Oh right. Prison.

‘Morning, sleepyhead! Never seen a newbie sleep as well as you did last night. Tough cookie, ain’tcha! Hurry up and get dressed, they’ll be doing unlock soon. The screws don’t like having to wait!’

Cassie practically leapt out of bed, pulling on yesterday’s clothes in favour of the prison issued tracksuit. She wanted to be in her own things. Sweeping her hair up in her usual bun, she turned tentatively to face her roommate.

‘So, roomie! Who are you? I’m Alicia. What did you do, how long have you got? We didn’t get much chance to speak last night, they could’ve given us a few extra minutes to get aquainted!’

Cassie marvelled at Alicia upbeat tone. Would she, too, one day be as cheery as this person whose freedom had been taken away from her?

‘Um… I’m Cassie. I’m in for aiding in a conspiracy to commit murder. Four years.’

Alicia whistled. ‘Wow! That’s a big ‘un. You know, you’re the first newbie I’ve met who was actually guilty!’

Cassie bristled. ‘I’m not, actually. I didn’t know anything about it.’

‘So you are innocent!’ Alicia laughed, a tittering giggle that somehow made Cassie feel even less at ease than she already was. ‘Well, you and everyone else in here, darling!’

Cassie tried to return a smile. ‘So… What are you in here for?’

‘Me? Oh… Tax evasion. Naughty me! I’m guilty too.’ Alicia winked, just as the cell door opened with a crash.

‘Breakfast, girls!’ Cassie winced as Ms. Sheeran’s bark rattled around the small room.

‘C’mon Cass, I’ll show you the ropes. It ain’t too bad!’

*       *       *

‘Whaddaya reckon?’

Cassie was impressed. She wasn’t sure if it was because she’d had such low expectations in the first place, but these pancakes weren’t half bad! Alicia had led her down to the servery and shown her where to get her plate and cutlery from, and had then advised her on the pancakes. She couldn’t help noticing that the other prisoners seemed to jump out of Alicia’s way; when they had seen her approaching the table they were sat at in the far corner of the room two others had practically jumped up and gone through back to their cells. If this were a prison drama, Cassie would have thought that this meant Alicia were ‘top dog’.

‘Not bad! Good reccommendation, Alicia!’

Alicia beamed. ‘All my reccommendations are good, Cass! You did get lucky having your first meal on a Saturday though, it’s always a bit more special at the weekends. Although you should always listen to what I have to say anyway!’

‘How long have you been here, then?’

‘Three years now. Can hardly believe it!’

Three yearsI Cassie pondered as she speared the last bite of pancake with her fork. Just how many years do you get for tax evasion?

Before she could ask, she felt a hand grip her shoulder. Looking up she saw Ms. Sheeran stood over her. ‘Rivers. A word.’

17 thoughts on “4. Back In A Box

  1. OH my gosh! OH my GOSH!!

    I so did not see this coming! Cassie? In jail? With these crazy people?! And she didn’t even do anything! Who knows what’ll happen to her in here?! I definitely don’t like Alicia and Lexi’s eagerness to pull Cassie into their little group. Hopefully there can be some way Cassie can get out before they try anything!

    And MATTHEW?! What?!? Talk about a shock! I can only imagine the horror and heartbreak both of them are probably feeling right now. This could either be really good, or really bad for the two of them… But either way, it’ll definitely be awkward.

    Amazing chapter! Seriously, best one yet!! I’m dying to see how this is going to pan out! And I have to admit, no matter how hard I tried to predict the twist, I wasn’t anywhere near it! Good job keeping everyone on their toes, heh.

    • Well, what’s the point in a twist if everyone’s going to guess it? :p Yeah, Alicia and Lexi are a smidge sinister, but Cassie’ll have to stay on their good side considering she’s sharing with Alicia.
      And Matt’s return! Once I decided to go down this route with Cassie I couldn’t resist chucking him in there too. The perfect reunion, in terms of dramatism at least!
      Thanks for reading, I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙂

  2. I’m wondering, was Eric envolved with the whole criminal fiasco? if so, and he’s in prison, what’ll happen to Maria? its just a thought, because he was James Brennan’s co-worker.

    • No, Eric wasn’t involved. I did make a comment about Eric’s papers being legal and legit, but this’ll be cleared up in the next chapter 🙂 Sorry I didn’t make it clearer!

      Basically, Eric, James and Nick all work in business, and Nick had connections with the criminal underground which James found out about and became involved with.

      Thanks for reading! 🙂

  3. Oh Cassie… Poor girl just can’t catch a break! Arrested, found guilty, sent to prison, crazy cellmate and then to throw ex-boyfriend drama on top of that? You’re not being very nice to your founder.

    • I know, bless her. But I have the first three generations planned out (the most prepared I’ve ever been for anything!) and what happens to Cassie is going to impact on them 🙂
      Thanks for reading!

    • That’s cos she wasn’t in for tax evasion, she was in for murder 🙂 She used that line because she killed a tax collector.

  4. OMG! OMG! OMG!!!!!

    Okay, I’m calm now…. But I SO did not see this coming! I thought that James would go to jail leaving Cassie heartbroken to pick up the pieces and start a new romance with Alfie….Not this! You never cease to amaze me with the ability to come up with something totally different and interesting and unexpected plot twists! And that’s why I love this legacy so much 🙂 Now back to Cassie, poor, poor Cassie… 😦 I feel so bad for her, betrayed by her boyfriend and those who she trusted, locked up in jail with all those crazy people, no-one believing in her innocence and now Matthew! She did not deserve this! I know that it’s going to be akward but I still hope that they will make up! Because I do NOT want her getting back together with James!!! And poor Cassie again….I hope that someone will believe her and things will finally be right.

    Anyway, despite my shock I have to admit that I loved this chapter and the action that it brought. I have to agree with Eli James in saying that it’s your best one yet! You’re doing a fantastic job – please keep it up!

  5. wow I didn’t see that coming! Matthew! Maybe he can forgive her and they get back together. I think she deserves better than James. I like Matthew!

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