Chapter 13 - The Threat from Bedford Hills
Inside Bedford Hills Correctional Facility, Victoria walked the concrete yard during her daily one-hour exercise period.
A tall female inmate with a jagged scar across her throat approached her near the chain-link perimeter fence.
"Your father's associate sent a message from the outside, Sterling," the inmate grunted, handing her a folded paper.
Victoria opened the tiny slip, reading the handwritten message written in tight, precise military code.
"The package from Zurich has been delivered to the docks. Phase Two begins tonight."
A dark, malicious smile spread across Victoria's chapped lips as she tore the paper into microscopic pieces.
"Tell them to make sure Clara suffers twice as much as I did," Victoria instructed, letting the scraps blow away in the wind.
The guard at the tower blew his whistle, signaling the end of recreation time as heavy iron gates began to slide shut.
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Victoria walked back toward her cell, her posture straight, her mind consumed by pure, unadulterated vengeance.
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