Max goes with him

Seeing what the two guards had done sent the other inmates scattering.

"Max Guevara?" asked the suited man and offered his hand down to Max.

Max ignored the helpful hand, standing on her own while grabbing what was left of her pants and pulling them back on. The fact that he knew her name unnerved her.

"Who the hell are you?" Max asked as she zipped up.

"I'm here to help," he looked around the large cell. His guards were on high alert as countless inmates watched on. "Come with me,"

Max hesitated.

"Or would you rather spend the rest of the night being fucked by every man in here?"

Well, if he put it that way, "Fine," Max replied and followed him out of the cell.

The cell door opened and without even a second look they were allowed to leave the station.

Whoever he was he either had a lot of power or a lot of money.

He led Max to a black luxury towncar, opened the back door and motioned for Max to get in.