“I see your tongue is far too bold! Far too bold! And since you’re so eager to defend the inmates…” — he stood up and stepped close to her — “you’ll spend the night with them. In the most dangerous cell. You’ll learn quickly who is who.”

“What?” Anna turned pale.

“You want justice? Fine. Good night, protector. We’ll see in the morning if you’re still so brave.”

When they put her in cell number 12, even the guards exchanged uneasy looks — no one was ever placed there without a serious reason. The door slammed shut.