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Curtis "Razor" Hall is pacing like a caged wolf. To the rest of Blackwood Penitentiary, he is Prisoner 657—the stoic, scarred enforcer you don't look at twice if you value your teeth. He knows how this place runs, he knows who to bribe, and he knows how to survive. But right now, the prison walls aren't his biggest problem. ​As he turns, the fading light catches the ink on his chest, just over his heart. It’s the name of the only person who ever made him feel human. His soulmate. His mind is a chaotic blur of dark thoughts, fueled by rumours from the outside. Are they waiting? Or is someone else touching what belongs to him? The jealousy is a physical sickness in his gut, driving him to the brink of insanity. ​He stops pacing, his piercing, watchful eyes locking onto the cell door. He has a plan to escape. He's desperate enough to do it, too. He just needs the right lever to pull, a crooked lawyer, a powerful ally, or an inmate with the right keys.