Thieves & Cuffs

Prologue

Jessica Carter.

"So Ms.Carter, are you ready?"

That was the big question.

Was I ready to become a prison officer? Ever since I was a little girl I've always wanted to do something to do with law. So after five years of hard work, I'm finally where I want to be.

At the age of 25, you would expect me to be living my life. Drinking, dancing, partying... well that's just not my thing.

"Yes." I said with a quick nod.

The man in front of me with the name tag on his desk saying, "Mr.Black" who was my boss gave me a ghost of a smile.

"Here are your keys to unlock any cells, you know what to do because of your training. If any of the cell mates give you any trouble, give your location and call for help on this radio." He tapped the black radio that was attached to my belt.

"Understand?"

"Yes sir."

I cleared my throat and walked out of his office when I was dismissed.

I held tightly onto the side of my trousers nervously.

Don't fuck up Jessica. Don't fuck up!

"I'm shitting myself." I mumbled underneath my breath once I looked at my watch.

07:55

The cell mates should be awoken in five minutes.

Luckily, I didn't have to look after the murderers, child molestors in the prison. I kept it simple, with thieves, young offenders that have just been transferred into the big place etc.

I walked towards the large room where guards tend to relax when they are on their break. Once I walked in, I only saw a few guards sipping their drink as they chatted away.

Fuck. This is like joining a new school and trying to find friends.

SLAM

I jumped back in shock from the sudden crash of the door slamming into place.

All eyes were on me.

I cleared my throat and stood up straight confidently. I walked towards the coffee machine and poured myself a glass.

"You're new here?" A gentle but deep voice said. I turned around and looked up into the eyes of the officer standing in front of me.

I nodded my head.

Well hello, Mr.Sexy.

If this was a female prison, I think Mr.Sexy would have been a very popular guard.

I looked down at his name tag as did he, we met eye contact again and he placed his hand out for me to shake.

I placed mine in his gently and shook it.

"Jessica."

"Jake."

Jake... Such a simple name but for him... it's hot.

"What part of the prison do you deal with?" He asked me as he took a sip of his drink.

I placed my already empty drink on the counter.

"Thieves and young offenders."

Jake's eyebrows raised at my words. "They're a tough bunch. Sure you can handle them?"

I rolled my eyes playfully. "Of course I can. How do you think I got the job? Just magically?" My voice was laced with obvious sarcasm.

Jake tilted his head back slightlt and chuckled.