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Chapters (70)
  1. BLOOD TIES
  2. About Blood Ties
  3. Contents
  4. Dedication
  5. Part One
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Part Two
  32. Chapter 26
  33. Chapter 27
  34. Chapter 28
  35. Chapter 29
  36. Chapter 30
  37. Chapter 31
  38. Chapter 32
  39. Chapter 33
  40. Chapter 34
  41. Chapter 35
  42. Chapter 36
  43. Chapter 37
  44. Chapter 38
  45. Chapter 39
  46. Chapter 40
  47. Chapter 41
  48. Chapter 42
  49. Chapter 43
  50. Chapter 44
  51. Chapter 45
  52. Chapter 46
  53. Chapter 47
  54. Chapter 48
  55. Chapter 49
  56. Chapter 50
  57. Chapter 51
  58. Chapter 52
  59. Chapter 53
  60. Chapter 54
  61. Chapter 55
  62. Chapter 56
  63. Chapter 57
  64. Chapter 58
  65. Chapter 59
  66. Acknowledgements
  67. About Heather Burnside
  68. Also by Heather Burnside
  69. Become an Aria Addict
  70. Copyright

Governor Jones raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips on hearing Shazza’s name. ‘I see. Yes, we had a lot of trouble with that prisoner last time she was in here, didn’t we?’

‘The pair of them are nothing but trouble, if you ask me,’ said Officer Fox, scowling and folding her arms beneath her voluminous breasts.

‘I didn’t ask you,’ said Governor Jones, her tone measured and firm.

‘Well, I was just saying so you know—’

Governor Jones cut in again. ‘Officer Roberts, would you like to tell me your version of events?’

Her patience with Prison Officer Fox was wearing thin and she wasn’t in the mood for her negative opinions of the prisoners. What she needed was a fair, objective account and it seemed that, yet again, Prison Officer Fox was incapable of giving it.

Governor Jones surveyed her over the rim of her glasses, noticing how she had puffed herself up and her scowl had developed into a grimace. She was obviously affronted that her version of events wasn’t sufficient. The woman was a menace! With her biased point of view, it was no wonder the women called her Sly.

She was just as bad with the other staff. Governor Jones was all too familiar with her sort: the type who would do anyone a bad turn if they thought it would further their own ambitions.

Judy Roberts was a different kettle of fish altogether. Governor Jones had taken to her from the moment she had employed her, six years ago. Fair and honest, with the prisoners’ best interests always at heart, she was just the sort of officer that Governor Jones liked on her staff.

The other officer, Alice, was new to the job and Governor Jones didn’t have much knowledge of her up to now. Nevertheless, she would listen to each officer’s version of events before she decided how to handle the situation.

‘We were across from them when it all started,’ said Prison Officer Roberts. ‘So, the two women were already fighting before we could react. However, listening to what the prisoners had to say, it seems that Bamford deliberately attacked Robinson.’

‘You can’t trust what they have to say,’ Sly cut in. ‘Liars and thieves, the lot of them.’

‘Prison Officer Fox, could you please let officer Roberts finish telling her version of events?’ said the governor, her voice now taking on a sterner tone.

Sly sniffed in response, then puffed up her breasts and shook her shoulders.

‘Robinson retaliated,’ Officer Roberts continued, ‘then Bamford attacked Robinson again, who hit back.’

‘Hit back? She was like a lunatic!’ said Sly.

The governor ignored her and turned to the third officer. ‘Do you agree with Prison Officer Roberts’ version of events?’ she asked.

‘Yes,’ said Alice. ‘That sounds about right.’

‘Very well. Thank you, ladies,’ said Governor Jones, dismissing the officers, who then filed out of her office.