"That's the point," Tank said, her voice grim. "Someone paid for this. Someone wanted her in the ring, tonight... This was a planned scheme."
"To kill her?" Blade asked, not so surprised, a lot of underhanded tricks worked around this prison... Nothing so surprising...
"Yeah. But not directly. Make it look like it was an honest accident. Something like a Prison fight gone wrong. Happens all the time."
Razor's voice was sharp with realization. "And if she dies here? In our cell?"
"They'll say it was us," Tank completed her imagination that was the truth. "We'll get blamed. More years added to our sentences. Maybe even the death penalty if they want to make an example."
There was a sudden long silence.
"We're being set up," Blade said flatly. "They're using us."
"Yeah." Tank let out a long breath. "Rich girl's got powerful enemies, and now we're caught in the middle."
More movement followed, and then gentle hands, surprisingly gentle, touched Shuyin's shoulders.
