Contents (117)
- Jailbird
- Caro Savage
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Chapter 71
- Chapter 72
- Chapter 73
- Chapter 74
- Chapter 75
- Chapter 76
- Chapter 77
- Chapter 78
- Chapter 79
- Chapter 80
- Chapter 81
- Chapter 82
- Chapter 83
- Chapter 84
- Chapter 85
- Chapter 86
- Chapter 87
- Chapter 88
- Chapter 89
- Chapter 90
- Chapter 91
- Chapter 92
- Chapter 93
- Chapter 94
- Chapter 95
- Chapter 96
- Chapter 97
- Chapter 98
- Chapter 99
- Chapter 100
- Chapter 101
- Chapter 102
- Chapter 103
- Chapter 104
- Chapter 105
- Chapter 106
- Chapter 107
- Chapter 108
- Chapter 109
- Chapter 110
- Chapter 111
- Acknowledgments
- More from Caro Savage
- About the Author
- About Boldwood Books
It hadn’t taken them long to locate and arrest Terry, but not before he’d managed to alert the Governor to the situation. Then she’d taken them down to the basement, where they’d recovered the bodies of Leonard and Poppy from the laundry and transformed the whole area into a crime scene for further detailed forensic analysis.
By the time they’d got to the Governor’s five-bedroom detached home in Hampstead, he had his solicitor there waiting with him in his drawing room. But his pleas of innocence had fallen on deaf ears. With some satisfaction, Bailey had personally read him his rights, cuffed him and taken him into custody.
For the time being, HMP Foxbrook had been put under the direction of an interim governor, who had sealed up the breach in the laundry and launched a complete review of prison security.
‘Bailey.’
She turned around. Frank had just emerged from the building behind her. He smiled.
‘That went well. They’re really pleased with you. This has worked out great for everyone. And I think your testimony will seal it for good.’
Bailey sighed at the thought of it. It wasn’t over yet. The Crown Prosecution Service were planning to prosecute the Governor, Terry and the members of the Ace Blade Crew, and Bailey’s testimony was going to be key to securing their convictions.
The Governor and Terry had each been charged with wilful misconduct in public office as well as serious offences related to the supply and distribution of illegal drugs. Both were currently being held on remand in the same prison on a secure wing for their own protection. Terry was being extremely co-operative as expected, in the hope of getting a lighter sentence and, much to the satisfaction of the NCA, had already begun to give up details about the organised crime group who were behind the supply of drugs to the prison. The Governor, on the other hand, was in denial about the whole affair.
Frank chuckled. ‘The last I heard, the Governor was demanding to talk to his “friend” the Home Secretary. He’s claiming that it’s all some kind of big misunderstanding.’
‘However much he’s paying his lawyer, I doubt it’s going to be enough to pull that off.’
‘I reckon he’ll be spending most if not all of his retirement at Her Majesty’s pleasure. Probably not quite what he was expecting when he signed up to the Prison Service.’
As for the Ace Blade Crew, they had been split up and were in the process of being moved to separate prisons around the country. They were facing prosecution for a gamut of offences, ranging from possession of offensive weapons, possession of mobile phones and possession and supply of psychoactive substances. But Bailey was sceptical that any further convictions would have much effect on their behaviour, particularly for someone like Toni who would no doubt just hook up with whatever chapter of the gang existed in whichever prison she was placed in.
‘They’ve sworn revenge on you,’ said Frank, his face darkening, ‘and they have associates on the outside who’ll be looking to get even with you. So it’s probably a wise idea to keep one eye over your shoulder from now on.’