Anzhelika's feelings were soon dashed and doused as Ella stood up and started pacing around.<em>You shouldn't have told her... that way she was yours...</em>She let out a sigh and sat back in her chair again and switched on the radio to listen to some classical music.<em>But she has the right to know... she has to prepare..</em><br/><br/>"Ella you are an innocent girl and you don't know much about the world outside your comfort zone. The prisoner across your cell, Kate Bartlett, she is a laywer. She knows . I will invite her soon and talk about my plan. She can help us when we get out. She<em>has</em>to.."<br/><br/>The prisoner was right to be afraid of the chip in her neck but Anzhelika smiled.<br/><br/>"The chips only work to the remote closest by. While you are here, no remote works on you because mine is closest. If you stick with me, nothing can happen."<br/><br/>Anzhelika had already given up on doing anything and stood up and swung open the door of the tiny bedroom. This too was cozy decorated and even had some curtains against the blank wall to at least fake a view. Sighing, she closed the curtains and swung the sheets back. It was a very comfortable and soft bed and she padded the mattrass.<br/><br/>"You can sleep here tonight. I'll take the sofa."<br/><br/>With that she took a blanket from the closet and undressed herself safe for the underwear and brushed her teeth. She told Ella she could use the toothbrush and everything she needed in this small 'house'. With a final, almost apologetic look, she curled up on the sofa and waited for the movement sensor to turn off the lights when Ella was in bed.