Maya: Consider that your final warning to keep your head down on this block.
Elena: You really think a cheap shot makes you look tough in front of an audience?
Maya: It proves you don't belong in the same yard as real criminals.
Elena: Real criminals don't sucker-punch people who are minding their own business.
Maya: You've got a lot of mouth for someone with blood dripping down her chin.
Elena: Blood washes off, Maya. But a coward's reputation lasts forever.
Elena wiped blood from her lip with the back of her sleeve and walked forward calmly across the prison yard as her footsteps crunched steadily on the gravel.
Inmate: Did she just walk away from Maya after taking a hit like that?
Second Inmate: She's either suicidal or she's got ice water running through her veins.
Maya: Get back here when I'm talking to you, federal property!
Elena: Save your breath for someone who actually cares about your intimidation tactics.
Maya lunged forward, her boots scraping violently against the stone as she tried to close the gap between them.
Maya: I'm going to make you regret the day you stepped foot through these gates.
Elena: You've had your turn to swing, now it's mine.
The second woman steps close, then slaps the threatening inmate back with a confident, fearless expression.
Elena: Try pushing me instead.
A sharp slap impact cracked through the air with a stunning ring that left the guards scrambling toward the fence.
Maya staggered backward, her hands flying to her cheek in absolute disbelief as the yard erupted into chaos.
Guard: Break it up right now! Step away from the perimeter fence!
Elena: Tell your guard friends I'm just standing my ground.
Maya: You crossed a line you can never walk back from, new girl.
Elena: I didn't cross anything. You invited me over.