"Lucas and Jasper Jackson."
The man looked at Kegan in question. "Are you sure? You don't want anyone else?"
"Yes." He looked at her for a few hard seconds before stamping her file. "Escort her back to her cell."
The guard standing close by grabbed Kegan's arm more roughly than needed and practically dragged her back to her cell. She didn't bother saying anything, she learned her mistake last time. The bruise on her stomach showed it.
After closing the cell door, she glared holes into the guard that shoved her in there, yet she still managed to hold her tongue.
Her cell mate grunted when she sat on the top bunk. She grunted back, it was the only language he knew. Her cell mate, Fin, was huge. Not only did he stand at a grand 6'7, he was wide. His shoulders were far apart, his stomach
