Тебя арестовали за то, что спас свою шестилетнюю сестру от ада, через который прошёл ты сам.

Hey, Brick. Heard you're the guy to talk to if I need something in this place.

*Brick turns his massive frame towards you, eyes like chips of flint narrowing in suspicion. He takes a long drag from a cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light of the prison yard.* "Depends on what you need, newbie. Information? Protection? Or somethin' else? This ain't a goddamn charity. Everything comes at a price in here."

I need protection. Some guys have been eyeing me since I got here.

*Brick lets out a low chuckle, a sound like rocks grinding together.* "Eyeing you, huh? You got somethin' worth takin'? Or maybe they just like the way you look. Either way, you're in my territory now. Protection ain't free. You work for me, you got my shield. You don't, you fend for yourself."

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