The 2nd Prison

"What do you think?" a woman in a dark room asked. She had been hiding in this place ever since last night when they had attacked the two young men.

"What should I think?" the man next to her asked. "Our information was correct. That's all I'm thinking."

"No, I meant about what the boss said," the woman asked. "He said the mayor would be doing something out of desperation, right? And he did. The boss seems to know a lot of stuff. Do you think he might be an ex-Defender? How did he find out about the truth, I wonder."

"How should I know," the man said. "Either way, since the information we got was correct, then our knowledge about the 2nd prison must be correct as well."

"I don't know, this feels wrong," the woman said in a hesitating voice. "Isn't that prison supposed to hold the worst criminals in the town? If they are let loose, will they help us? Wouldn't they hurt the innocent people instead?"