The Director's office door clicked shut, leaving a sudden silence in the luxurious space. Ethan, still in his orange prison jumpsuit, resettled himself in the leather chair. Director Hayes remained standing, while Lena Rossi and Cassandra watched her with unreadable expressions. Jason was still oblivious to the palpable tension.
"Good," Ethan said, picking up the glass of whiskey on the desk. "Now that all the politicians are gone, we can speak freely. Hayes," he addressed the Director, his tone possessive. "From now on, you are part of our inner circle. You will work directly with them. Ensure no one in this prison dares to interfere with our affairs."
Hayes nodded, her face professional. "Understood, Ethan. My loyalty is with you. And my authority in this prison has been restored."
Lena and Cassandra approached. Lena extended her hand to Hayes first, with a playful smile.
