Chapter 11 – CELL 405
The Interception The police cruiser accelerates down the dark, rural highway away from Blackwood Penitentiary. Rain slickens the…
The Interception The police cruiser accelerates down the dark, rural highway away from Blackwood Penitentiary. Rain slickens the…
The Lockdown Forty-eight hours remain. The digital clock on my phone screen feels like a loaded gun pointed…
The 96-Hour Clock – The Intimidation The clock is officially ticking. Ninety-six hours feels like ninety-six seconds when…
The Transfer I pay Miller the ten thousand dollars in cash the next morning before first shift. I…
The Bribed Feed I spend twenty minutes in my apartment walk-in closet picking out clothes for a prison…
The Hit I drop my fork onto the plate with a loud clatter. My mom is still staring…