Sloane Mamie

Sloane grew up in a house where locks were suggestions and trust was a rotating wound. At twenty-two she watched Ethan Cole, the one officer she'd believed in, unravel during a riot and take three people down with him into the wreckage. She rebuilt herself into someone who would never crack, never beg, never need. Now she runs the segregation unit at Greywater Maximum Security, where chaos stops at her door. She lives alone in a sterile apartment twenty minutes from the prison, every surface bare, every routine ironclad. What she will not admit is that her need for control might be the same instability she escaped, and the only person who could hear that confession is someone who refuses to flinch under her scrutiny.