91 Silenced

It was as if something had gotten off her chest, Jane felt light as a feather. She was happy for what she seemed to not understand why. She walked away from the locked room, her steps filled with purpose and a small smile playing on her lips. The sound of Ron's frustrated voice grew fainter in the long corridor, bringing her an immense sense of satisfaction. Finally, she had put him in his place. The guard stationed outside the room, a trusted ally in her mission, caught up with Jane, a knowing smile on her face. They exchanged a glance that spoke volumes, understanding each other without the need for words. "Nice job, Jane," the guard said, admiration evident in her voice. "That guy deserved to be locked up." Jane nodded, her satisfaction beaming through her eyes. "Absolutely. He needed a taste of his own medicine. Thank you for being here, keeping an eye on him." The guard chuckled, her hand casually resting on her taser. "No problem at all. Just doing my jo