Jennifer turned her head to the side as the pain had eased a little bit, although the pressure right behind her eyes remained. "Where have you been?" 

Nate lay on the floor in the cell next to her, his happy-go-lucky expression annoying her. "Vin's in the restroom. He's with a guard but we had a plan to break out. If he goes through with it, he's as good as dead...dammit, he wasn't supposed to be handcuffed!"

She grew concerned by her own words. With somewhat of a struggle, Jennifer rolled on her side and pushed herself up using her arms. "Nate, we need to stop him from doing something stupid. What's your plan to get us out of here?"