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Vera sighed as she straightened her jacket ready to leave her office, she could already feel a headache forming and she had only been at work for 2 hours.
Prisoner Ferguson had apparently asked to see her again and honestly this was something Vera did not need but after being made Governor, it was up to her to make sure the prisoners were okay including Ferguson. It was only yesterday when she came face to face for the second time this week with Ferguson and that was because Ferguson well...Joan she had wanted to discuss what role she wanted for when she was put in general population. Now this was the most ludicrous idea, Vera had deeply expressed to Channing how much of a bad idea this was yet he said to 'give her what she wants.'
What was it with Joan? Vera thought as she made her way to the protection unit, she had a way of getting underneath everyone's skin, especially Vera's she had always done that. It wasn't something Vera ever admitted and she observed other people too, what with Channing and Bridget, Joan had walked all over them.
Stepping up to the glass, Vera cleared her throat as she stared at Joan. Vera continued to stare as Joan had her back to her, knowing that even without saying anything Joan knew Vera was standing there. Vera hovered her finger over the button to talk to her and opened her mouth to say something but closed it again.
Joan turned around and slowly walked towards the glass, keeping eye contact with Vera as she did. Vera waited and Joan raised her eyebrow and nodded towards the button and Vera pressed it.
"Vera." Joan said in that chilling tone she used.
"It's governor." Vera said and Joan smirked.
"Yes, yes so Vera about myself being put into general population. I believe it will happen tomorrow and I've already discussed my requirements with you, have you made it possible?"
Vera shook her head and scoffed,
"You cannot go into general population, you do realise what will happen to you? I strongly advise you not to do this."
"One has to wonder if you care about me Vera, you're obviously very passionate about me staying here." Joan said watching how her choice of words affected Vera.
"Passionate? care about you? Listen Joan, I mean prisoner Ferguson." Vera sighed, she was getting flustered,how had she let that slip out?
"I am the governor and you are a prisoner and as a governor my duty is to look after the prisoners." Vera said, attempting to sound strong.
"If you say so...but tell me Vera, that night we spent together. You haven't forgotten about it have you?"
Vera opened her mouth but nothing came out, the truth was and as Vera looked at Joan, she knew Joan knew the answer. The truth was, no she hadn't forgot about that night and there in lay the problem.
Joan Ferguson was her weakness.