Rayne raised an eyebrow and clicked his tongue against the back of his teeth. "Stay out of the firm David, or you will go to solitary." He said and knocked on his bars with his right hand. "Other than that it's nice knowing at least one of my inmates won't be stabbing anyone." He said with a smile and turned to walk off. Walking back up the stairs towards the third floor he pulled out his pack of cigarettes and popped one in his mouth. Pulling his light out of his left vest pocket he lit up near one of the windows so that he could blow smoke outside the prison. Standing there along the wall that was the one barrier between this place and the outside world he smiled. Here he was a twenty five year old young man. Running his own prison. Doing quite well for himself both financially and emotionally. He smiled and let out another stream of smoke from his mouth.