Cedric POV
The prison is the darkest and dingiest place in the whole pack. I keep it hidden away, never really coming down here. The cells made of impenetrable brick, and thick silver bars that will never rot with old age. We hardly use this place. We never need to. We're hidden far away from our enemies.
I hardly have a need for a space like this. Until now, that is. Now it's come in handy.
Since my focus has solely been on Hendrix lately, I've almost forgotten a huge issue at hand. The CPO, and how corrupt they've become. I sigh, rubbing my face with my hand. I thought The Guard and the CPO could even each other out. A form of checks and balances to keep things running. Apparently, I was wrong to hope it would run itself smoothly.
People can never be trusted. They become greedy.