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“Sarah”.
    Liam clenched his hands into fists, his anger rekindled. He didn’t care what Sam did with his life, but he was going to make sure he stopped dragging Sarah into it. “Fucking up in Scotland wasn’t grand enough for you.”
    Sam smiled, but only half his mouth rose. He had appreciably less teeth than when Liam had seen him last.
    “Sarah called you? Knew she would. She’s my doll, always sees me right.” He patted her name above his heart.
    “Why can’t you fuck up on your own and leave her out of it?”
    “You were always jealous of me. Not my fault she picked me, man.”
    “You are pathetic.”
    “Aye, but I got her. You got your money and your fancy job but you don’t have her. That’s what you always wanted, all that cash, and she picked me. Must have been pretty shit in bed for her to come running to me when it was done.”
    Liam squeezed the iron bars between his fists until his hands drained of colour. “You are facing the death penalty. They want to kill you.” Liam thought of the expression about not wishing things on his worst enemy. He was looking at his, and he realised all the things he wished on Sam he had done to himself.
    “Aye, so I’ve heard, but what can ya do? I’ve had a good run.”
    “You’re just going to give up?” Liam shook his head. “That would be about right. You can’t even man up enough to try to save yourself. You’re pathetic.”
    “Yep,” Sam admitted. He rubbed at the dark stubble along his chin. “But remind me again, who Sarah picked?”
    “You mention her name again, and I will walk out of here and I will let you face a firing squad.”
    “You still want her, don’t you? But you can’t have her. Because she doesn’t want you. You can get yourself all prettied up with your bullshit English accent and your Italian suits, but she will always know you are faking it. We all know who your mama is so you can stop pretending.”
    Liam clenched his jaw until his teeth ached. He turned and walked away, and then he stopped as he remembered Sarah’s face, asking him for help. That had taken courage he hadn’t known she had. Slowly he turned back round. If it was for anyone else, Sam would be dead. “Do you want to die? Because if I walk out now you will.”
    “Que sera sera,”
Sam sang. He was lying down again, facing the wall.
    Liam took a deep breath. His legs itched to just walk away. Sam’s was not a life worth saving. He knew that; Sam knew that. But Sarah… Sarah didn’t realise that even if they managed to save him this time, Sam would just throw it all away. Because that was what addicts did. “This is how it is going to go down. I am going to see that the evidence against you is misplaced and you are released from here and sent to rehab in America. I have found a treatment centre with security to rival Guantanamo Bay. If you try to leave or even try to call her before the year is up, you have had it. Do you understand?”

Chapter Five
    Sarah woke up and glanced at the digital clock beside the bed – two fifty-seven. Given the blackened sky, it was safe to assume it was still the middle of the night, not two fifty-seven in the afternoon, but she felt as if she could have very well been asleep for an entire day. Her mouth felt as if it had been packed with cotton wool and her arms ached from having them stretched above her for hours. She fumbled with the lamp on the bedside table but gave up after she knocked it over along with what she thought was a stack of books. She searched in the dark for the dressing gown Liam had lent her but she was as successful with that as she was in finding a light. Finally she capitulated, and made her way to the door dressed only in her bra and pants. Liam would be asleep anyway and, even if he wasn’t, it was not as if he hadn’t seen it all before. Granted she was a lot younger and firmer then…
    When she opened the door to the hall, she could finally see. City lights flooded through the glass doors