Vincent was still enjoying the blissful post-coital sensation of deep serenity and satisfaction when his idle little walk was rudely interrupted by the desperate voice of a young woman. When he turned to face its source, he noticed a sobbing girl standing near the bars of her cell door. She was blonde-haired and green-eyed and looked positively wholesome. She looked as much out of place as Casey had seemed a perfect fit. He now remembered her as the one who had been picked out of the line-up by the warden for interrogation. His curiosity was piqued just enough by her desperation for him to stop in front of her cell and quickly scan her chip. He checked the console on his arm and read her file. It all made a bit more sense now. Vincent worked at the station long enough to recognize bogus charges when he saw them. The girl was clearly innocent. Likely someone had paid good money to make her disappear for good.<br/><br/><strong>“What on earth are you on about girl? I’m not going to kill you… not unless you give me good reason to. And what is this nonsense about telling someone something? Are you talking about your little session with the warden? Whatever she wanted to know from you, you were smart to tell her everything. It’s not wise to cross her. Even the guards know that…”</strong>He lingered a bit longer in her presence. His mind hadn’t been on sex or women, not this quickly after fucking Casey, but the girl was attractive… and her wholesome, innocent nature stirred up some new arousal in a dark place of his mind.<br/><br/>He unlocked her cell door and slipped inside, then closed it behind him. He wrapped a heavy arm around her shoulders and guided her to the bed, and sat her down.<strong>“You’re going to have to toughen up, Kira.”</strong>He had gotten her name off her record. Her hair smelled like strawberries and vanilla. The new living conditions would come as a huge shock to her, no doubt. He pulled a strand of hair out of her face and wiped some of the tears of her cheeks.<strong> “If you’re truly afraid someone will harm you… I can help you. I can protect you if you want my help… of course there would be a prize to pay. Nothing in here is for free, sweetie.”</strong>His hand lingered on her cheek.<br/>