Murphy's POV
This place is an absolute nightmare! I've been trapped in this disgusting, filthy facility with these horrendous women for days now. As terrible as it is, it's still marginally better than that revolting holding cell at the police station—that was truly a cesspit. But this prison is hardly an improvement. The day following my arrest, they transferred me here and, to make matters infinitely worse, assigned me to share a cell with that insufferable Irina. I constantly fantasize about scratching her eyes out.
"Hey, princess, you've got a visitor. A lawyer's here! You want to see them?" The guard bellowed at my cell door. What a crude, uncouth woman.
"Finally! Daddy sent a lawyer to rescue me!" I exclaimed, clapping my hands together and bouncing with excitement.
The guard barked at me to turn around and extend my hands for handcuffing before unlocking the cell. As she secured the door behind us, Irina jumped down from her bunk and called after me:
