For a moment, Pyotr's face twists into such a look of anger and hatred that he almost looks demonic himself. "I can deal with Blitzø."

It's tricky. If Blitzø goes to Trevor, Trevor may go public with the accusations. But he knows very well that if he does nothing, Blitzø will have no reason to be discouraged from attacking again. And his pride can't tolerate the continued taunts from the little bastard.

Pyotr grinds his teeth and takes a quiet breath through his nose, trying to calm himself. Overall, this is a small victory. Trevor, who is so popular and loved by so many inmates, is now viewed with distrust by at least one other inmate besides himself.

He shakes his head, eyes going a little distant. "Do you remember that 'vampire' I mentioned...?"

The one that, you know, killed him.