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        Tour (Life Prison: Hell's Messenger #2) ¶ DRM-free multiformat e-book: epub, html, mobi/Kindle, pdf, doc

        Tour (Life Prison: Hell's Messenger #2) ¶ DRM-free multiformat e-book: epub, html, mobi/Kindle, pdf, doc

        "'How have any folk here managed to survive so long? These are killing conditions!'"

        He has taken his first step to being accepted by the other prisoners. But what is the secret of the missing prisoners?

        As Tyrrell is granted a tour of Compassion Life Prison, he realizes that the truth about his new home is both more horrific and more wonderful than he could possibly have imagined. An intricate network of protection, service, and love is enabling the prisoners to battle against harsh living conditions. As Tyrrell begins to penetrate the mystery of a massive affliction of pain and death within the prison, the question arises: Who is to blame for the suffering? And how can they be stopped?

        This suspenseful novel can be read on its own or as the second story in the "Hell's Messenger" volume of Life Prison. Friendship, desire between men, and the costs of corruption and integrity are examined in this multicultural speculative fiction series, which is inspired by prison life at the end of the nineteenth century.

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        The so-called "lads" – the prisoners who were required to serve other prisoners – fell silent. There were about two dozen of them, just enough to make a tight line across the length of the wide gate. Tyrrell moved closer into his corner, until all the lads merged in his sight, and then he peered cautiously around the corner toward the guards.

        Pugh spoke briskly. "Medinger?" He looked up at the balcony, where Medinger had just walked into view.

        "Pass," replied the guard, leaning onto the balcony railing.

        There was light laughter from the other guards. One of them said, "And you'll keep passing till the magisterial seats send us female prisoners."

        "I know that you're not interested in claiming a lad," Pugh said in an annoyed voice. "You're not eligible, anyway. I'm asking about Keeper. It's his turn."

        Medinger shook his head. "Our Keeper is passing as well. He's already left for town – didn't you hear the riot doors ring the alarm half an hour ago? He left when I came in from the auxiliary wing."

        "What in Hell's name is wrong with Tom Keeper?" asked one of the guards, to nobody in particular. "Is he planning to act like a lovelorn man for the rest of his life?"

        "He'll recover," said Pugh. "Whose turn is it next?"

        "Yours, as you very well know," said Landry. "I don't think you've forgotten that you're second in rank here."

        "Maybe we should wait until the night watch arrives," suggested another guard.

        "They're not eligible to claim," said someone else. "They're on duty during claiming hours."

        "Yes, but they always seem to arrive for duty at the same moment that the lad is brought out for his claiming. If we waited till they entered the outbuildings, then we wouldn't have the riot doors screeching just when the taking starts. The first few minutes are always the best."

        "If you think I'm going to take a lad in front of you lot, you're mad," rejoined Pugh. "I don't put on performances. Medinger, is the claiming room clean? It was a pigsty the last time I used it."

        "Bed-sheets were changed today," said Medinger, his voice clipped short. "New toiletries as well. And Keeper told me to remind everyone that this prison's regulations require the use of a sheath whenever there is penetration—"

        The rest of what he said was lost in loud laughter that came from the other guards. His voice rising above the others, Landry said, "Fifteen drilling years he's been going on about that. It's like living with a schoolmarm."

        "Oh?" said Medinger. "Well, you're welcome to drill naked if you like, Landry. What's the name of that lad whom Chambers gave the Damnation to, a few weeks before Chambers died?"

        The laughter cut off abruptly. Starke, who had lit another cigarette, smiled as he said, "Medinger, you're wasted as Keeper's orderly. You should be in the army. They need soldiers who can shoot straight into the belly."

        "The issue is moot." Pugh's voice had returned to his usual tone of boredom. "I always use a sheath. I wouldn't trust myself inside one of those filthy lads otherwise. Landry, are you and Starke ready?"

        "Ready and willing," replied Landry, pulling himself back from the parapet in order to take hold of his machine rifle.

        "Medinger, take charge of the switch."

        Medinger remained motionless. "I'm on the night watch. I don't take orders from you, Pugh."

        Pugh muttered something under his breath, and then said, "Niesely."

        "On my way." Niesely mounted the right-hand stairway, taking two steps at a time. Pugh turned his head toward the gate.

        Tyrrell ducked back in the brief second before Pugh's gaze swung in his direction. He looked over at the unclaimed lads. He could only see the one closest to him, an older lad with lines of experience on his face. The lad's expression was set, but his hands were white-knuckled on the bars.

        "You." It was Pugh's voice, flat. "The one with the rag on your leg."

        "No!"

        The claimed lad's shout of rage was overwhelmed by the scream of the gate alarm. The other lads scurried back, leaving an open space next to the gate that was filled now only with two prisoners: the claimed lad, who was shaking his head over and over, and his mate, who had his hands on the claimed lad as he spoke to the other lad.

        Whatever he was saying, it was not reaching his mate. "No!" shouted the claimed lad, so loudly that he could be heard over the alarm. "I won't do it again! Not with Pugh!" He pulled himself away from his mate at the same moment that the alarm ended, taking a dozen rapid steps away from the gate.

        "Wild lad!" The shout came from Ahiga, somewhere beyond Tyrrell's view. "All back! All ba—!"

        The rest of his words were broken off by the sound of machine-rifle fire as bullets blazed thick into the prison.

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