Rory played the naïve guy perfectly, and Sebastian fell straight into his trap. The smirks and snorts from Damon and Einstein lessened, then stopped altogether.

Sebastian clutched his chin before each move, and his brow folded with more intense lines each time they went back and forth. Their game got a crowd, and a few guards stood close enough to watch.

Ollie came over at some point, but lost interest and disappeared with Teddy. The match lasted two hours, then Sebastian stood up abruptly, tilted his head at Rory, then admitted his defeat.

Rory held out his palm for the phone cards, and Sebastian slapped them down. He counted them, then handed three to Damon, and three to Einstein. They gawped at Rory in surprise.

Sebastian stepped away from the table, clutched his head, then rushed back and sat down. “Rematch?”

“Rematch.” Rory agreed.

They both jumped at the yell. Sebastian turned around lightning fast to see where the commotion was coming from. Guards went in Ollie and Teddy’s cell, and when they came out, they were dragging a thrashing and growling Teddy.

“Calm it, Teddy.” Sebastian shouted, but it had no effect.

In his current state, he was unreachable—spitting, and flinging his head side to side. He struggled like a wild animal, and the three officers trying to get him under control had no chance.

Teddy broke free and shoved one of the guards over. The alarm started to howl, and officers demanded everyone return to their cells. Teddy raised his hands, ready to fight the guards. His eyes were crazed, and he wanted blood. He swung his fist with brutal efficiency and caught the closest guard in the chest. He went down and didn’t get back up.

“Jesus, Teddy!” Sebastian yelled.

Rory spotted Ollie pressed against the opposite wall, wide-eyed with his lip wobbling. The rest of the inmates were slow to return to their cells, clearly wanting to watch as Teddy took on the guards. Four of them lined up, and one lay on the ground. Their batons were out and ready for Teddy’s next attack.

He swung another punch, and the officers backed off fast.

Sebastian rocked on his heels, cursed, then strolled forward. The guards made a space for him to pass through, and he walked straight up to Teddy. He craned his neck forward, spoke close to Teddy’s ear, then suddenly he slumped, as if he were a puppet, and his strings had been cut. His arms sagged at his sides, and he lowered his head.

Sebastian retreated, then the guards launched at Teddy. He didn’t fight them, he let them throw him to the ground.

“Come on.” Sebastian said, giving Rory an encouraging push. “Back to the cell.”

Rory hopped onto his bed as soon as they got inside, but he didn’t curl in a ball in the corner, he sat with his legs hanging down.

“So you’re a chess genius?” Sebastian muttered.