Chapter 497: Preparations
Laz stood under the running water, thinking about things in his head.
’Why do I even need to do this? I could smash my way in there, kill everyone and just let the prisoners go? But... fuck... I know me, I know me... I can’t. Even if it is what it is, the moment I just resort to massive slaughter to get what I want, then what am I even?’
Laz had been doubting himself, but as this plan came together, he was doubting himself even more. He had the strength, but that didn’t mean he could just use it whenever he wanted.
’I guess this is what all those fucking super heroes go through every day? What’s the difference between a hero and a villain? A sense of justice? A call to serve and protect? No... it’s fucking self control. The moment I lose that, I’m a shit hole and there is no going back. You can’t make up for some sins, so matter how much you want to repent,’
As for the meeting yesterday, it went off without a hitch. Laz got the dress for Jill... but that was just the cover. He got an identity for cover, his uniform and all the back information he would need about the prison. This kind of place wasn’t one where people were hired off the street. Instead, they would be hired from the outside, trained and sent there to work. As for the pay? Well, Laz didn’t really care. He had tons of money stashed in his pouch thanks to his various efforts over the years. But apparently the pay was immense since there was an element of danger and discretion that was present.
Of course, that wasn’t the big problem. The biggest problem was there were chosen stationed near by in the event of a disaster. As for why they weren’t at the prison itself, there was a story behind that too.
Thinking back on the report he read, Laz wanted to smash the wall in, instead clinching his hand tighter to hold in his anger.
A maintenance worker discovered several dead bodies in a boiler room under the prison. Having known he walked in on something he shouldn’t have and the knowing the way the prison worked, he knew that if anyone found out he was there, he would be killed and buried.
In this situation, he suddenly had a brainstorm. Since he knew he would be found out sooner or later as having seen what he saw... he took pictures and posted everything to social media and every news website and forum he could think of.
The news rocked the nation before steps could be taken to cover it up. In the end, the blame was placed on one of the guards who ended up ’resisting arrest’ and was killed in a gun fight with the police. But those who knew anything understood that the pile of bodies the man found were all infected who had been killed. And from the photos, it was clear those people had been sexually assaulted.
Soon after the event, the chosen were moved to a more isolated location to provide them with leisure activities. The report said it was due to the stress of the incident, but once again, it was clear, one or more of them had used the prisoners as toys and dumped the bodies somewhere they figured they wouldn’t be found. Cell phone jammers were also placed around the prison, but that wasn’t something made aware to the public either.
In the end, while the prison had been a subject of much discussion, there was soon other things that distracted the public and people soon forgot about it. As far as they were concerned, the problem had been fixed.
Laz scoffed at this notion, wondering just what other kinds of horrors he would find.
Either way, the contacts Laz had met at the clothing store were more than happy to set him up for this. As he was privy to some information, he found out they had tried to infiltrate the place before, but never even got past the front gate. Apparently there were detections devices in place to alert them if an infected without a collar was trying to enter and so far they hadn’t had any luck fooling it.
They warned Laz how badly things might go, but he insisted on trying anyway. In the end, they agreed after a call with a higher up and planned to move some resources into the area to back up Laz if he was successful.
Jill would be there point of contact, something that she was both thrilled and worried about.
Leaving the store, she was silent for a long time while cradling the garment bag that held her knew dress. It was only once they were driving away that Laz was able to get her to talk.
"I can’t believe this..."
"What?" Laz asked.
"This whole thing. It’s like some sort of bad spy movie or something. To think that this company everyone knows about actually deals with this kind of thing. And the respect they showed you... I mean... is it because you slept with the CEO or something?" Jill asked, turning in her seat to look at him.
"No. Hell, I doubt she even knows about this. The way I understand it, these types of small scale things don’t reach her except maybe in a report some time later. Well, that’s what they said anyway."
"Then are you a part of the company?"
"Nope."
"Then why did they so willing give you want to wanted and offer support?" Jill asked, even more interested.
"Well... I guess... I might just be a bit famous in this circle? Something like that...." Laz didn’t elaborate on the kinds of things he had done. At some point, she would figured it out on her own. Of course, due to his fame and being the most wanted criminal in the country would also pose a challenge for this mission, but he felt that hiding his identity would actually be somewhat easy.
After all, which criminal would try to go get a job at a prison?
Either way, whether this worked out not, Laz was going to find out tomorrow when he went for his first day. And towards that end, he was able to get a used car from the clothing store so that he wouldn’t have the drive the big white van there.
’Don’t know why I’m nervous,’ Laz thought to himself, wondering just what he would find.
As the water washed over his skin, he suddenly thought back to the waterfall and the feelings he had experienced there. He had been practicing with that strange law power he had developed. Making the area he controlled be massive or shrink down to a single point. He had also reversed is, causing the gravity around him to disappear and allowing him to basically fly.
"Heh... flying... that was an experience..." Laz said, thinking about how he had crashed head first into a house in town when he couldn’t stop himself. It had scared the hell out of the two kids playing outside and made him had to run very quickly before the parents came out and saw him as well. Luckily, two kids saying it would only be thought of as a product of their imagination.
"But I guess.,,, if what Maia had said was true... then gods are able to manipulate the very fabric of space around them and fly like a super hero... Now that would be fucking awesome..."
As Laz talked to himself, the shower door slide open and a naked Jill stepped in behind him. Laz noticed her but didn’t say anything. Actually, he had noticed her standing outside the door for a while but didn’t bother with it.
He knew she had been debating in her own head whether she wanted to do something like this, so he let her figure it out on her own. After all, it wasn’t Dark Jill doing this.
The shower head was large, one of those massive things that acted like it was causing rain to fall so there was plenty of room behind Laz for Jill to experience the water.
Laz straighten up and decided it was time to get out anyway, but he never turned back towards her.
Just as his hand reached for the glass door, a small hand appeared on his, stopping him.
Laz finally turned his head to see Jill’s wet face looking at his with a small smile.
"Can I wash your back?" She asked, with more of a whisper than anything else.
Laz just smiled in return and turned he back to her, allowing her to do as she wished. She had been more affectionate as of late but Laz wasn’t being proactive back. If she wanted to take steps, she would have to do so on her own. He couldn’t be the one to try to make her.
Her hands rubbed the soap on him as she worked them up and down, not bothering with a cloth or a sponge. Sometimes they would be gentle swipes, other times she would use her nails as though relishing the feeling of biting into his flesh, not that she would get very fair considering how strong his skin actually was.
As she progress, she moved her way farther down to his lower back and even his butt.
Laz just let her, keeping an eye on her, but also thinking about the next day.
As she finished with her task, Laz knew she was done. She had done this before and seemed to enjoy touching him in this way, hence why he let her. As he let the water wash away the soap, he then once again reached for the door, knowing that she had whatever fill she need.
Once again, to Laz’s surprise, a hand stopped his.
"Can I wash your front now?" Came her question, but one that was no longer a whisper.
’This is new...’ Laz thought.
