<b>January 7th 2021<br/>
 10:48<br/>
 HMP Bronzefield, Ashford, Middlesex UK</b><br/><br/>Amber almost laughed aloud.<i>What is this, The Matrix? Take the blue pill you wake up in bed, take the red pill I'll take you down the rabbit hole...? </i><br/><br/>But the last picture grabbed her attention so much that she couldn't prevent herself from reacting. Then she realised that she didn't need to and exploded. "HIM! That's the bastard that framed me! He put me in here. I know he did, I just..." She subsided. "I couldn't prove it. It does no good to say 'If I'd done it you wouldn't have caught me'. He stole my code and used it to hack that bank, knowing he couldn't do it properly and knowing the cops would come after me cos he'd left a deliberate trail of breadcrumbs pointing at me!"<br/><br/>She took a deep breath and nodded. Basically the choice was hers and hers alone. She could follow the instructions on the picture or not. "I'll do whatever it takes to put this guy behind bars, Mister Blunt."<i>Or more likely, six feet under.</i>.. "Just tell me what you need."<br/><br/><b>January 8th<br/>
15:49</b><br/><br/>"Oooh, oh fuck.... Oh jeese, what was in that curry they served last night?" Amber clutched her belly, doubling over, feigning pain. "I didn't even eat that mu..." She collapsed to the floor, dropping the bucket she was carrying, the water in it spilling onto the floor. A guard nearby came rushing up, and called on her radio for assistance. Soon the corridor was full of screws. Amber lay curled on the floor pretending to be in agony.<br/><br/>She refused to get to her feet and eventually the medical team arrived with a stretcher, that they rolled her onto and carried her to the infirmary. She kept up the act, groaning at every slight bump, staying curled on her side, even once they transferred her to one of the beds in the small hospital-wing.