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hall into the tiny office of Jane Mason. Upon
entering the sparsely decorated office, Greylan notices that she is
the opposite of anything he would call feminine. She is wearing a
brown jacket over a blue and white striped button down shirt. Her
dark hair is piled in a bun at the nape of her neck and her voice
as she speaks into the phone receiver, resting on her shoulder is
deep. Greylan wouldn’t be surprised if she’s been a smoker for a
large part of her life which looks to be probably all of forty or
forty-five years. But the lines above her lips from the habit make
the years seem more. She ushers them into the stained chairs facing
her desk that is barely recognizable because it is covered two feet
high with piles of papers and folders.
    She continues
speaking into the phone making Trinity and Greylan uneasy.
    “Yeah, Sam, I
think it’s a given. He’s gonna run. Have a bounty drawn up on him
and get to it.”
    She hangs up
leaning forward. Her hands grasp a folder splayed out in front of
her as her eyes scan the contents.
    “It says here
you went away for killing Theodore James.”
    Greylan winces
at her words. Relaying those words in his mind is bad enough. When
they are spoken, his heart falls as it makes it all so much more
real. He nods in acknowledgement of her statement.
    Trinity forces
out, “It wasn’t his fault. He didn’t mean it.”
    Jane Mason
turns her gaze to Trinity. She stares a moment before stating, “You
must be the sister. I can see the resemblance; same brown eyes.”
She looks between them, “Same color hair. That’s about it though
isn’t it? He’s a lot bigger than you huh? Able to land a punch on
someone that puts the lights out.”
    Trinity frowns
that she completely ignored her outburst. She’s about to make
another statement but Greylan grabs her hand and squeezes. She
glances over to see him shake his head just slightly.
    Jane sets the
folder down after another minute and straightens up. At that moment
Greylan notices a coffee stain on the lapel of her jacket. He looks
around again as the realization hits him that he’s just a number to
this chick. His story or even his name means nothing. She could
care less. She probably sees him as scum just for going to prison.
He knows she won’t give him any slack but he doesn’t want any
either. What he did probably qualifies him as scum to most
people.
    Her voice
comes out even as she states, “Okay, here is the deal. You make it
here to my office once a month. We will set the date for the next
month each time you come. You need to update me on your search for
a job and anything else you are doing to get back into society
legally. Under no circumstances are you to leave Jersey and I
shouldn’t have to say this but every time some schmuck doesn’t take
me seriously they go back to the slammer.” She leans closer to the
piles on her desk, “Don’t. Break. The. Law. Or you’ll find yourself
back in prison for a longer stint this time.”
    She moves back
leaning into her chair lazily, “Are we clear?”
    Greylan nods.
He has nothing to say to this woman. She is passing the time in
this shit job that she obviously hates. He squeezes Trinity’s hand
harder reminding her not to utter any other words. Greylan wouldn’t
trust this woman with his life. She’s not worth his sister’s
attempt.
    Jane places
her hands together over her stomach and states, “Okay, we’re done
then. Mr. Pace, a job would be in your best interest. I want to
hear about your progress with that next month.”
    Greylan stands
pulling Trinity up as she glares daggers at the woman behind the
desk. He smirks at his sister’s protectiveness and leads her out
the door and down the hall. Once they leave the desolate building
she lets go of his hand and moves in anger, “I just, Oh my God
Grey, can she be any more of a bitch? What the hell? Can you
request a different parole officer?”
    He chuckles at
the sight of her ferociousness and shakes his head, “No