SEASON III: CHAPTER VI

•A MAN OF A THINKER•

"Mind putting your hands up and come with us without any fuss, Duke Hermes." A man wearing a police uniform welcomed Duke when he stepped out of the McDonald's, holding the paper bag and with wobbling legs and hands. Gulping real hard and that face of a cornered liar he wears.

"Uhm-- you're not going to shave my again, you guys?" All the things he suffered behind the bars, inside the jail suddenly flashed through his memory. Ugly and wants to be erased immediately but no, there's no way he can do it. It stayed tattooed in his head.

The way the authorities took all the juices out of him. Made him drank too much water, tortured him as the family of that woman he raped paid the polices to do so. He almost died in his cell. Fortunately someone paid for him to get out of that hell hole he entered. Klyde McMarrow, he saw something in him that nobody doesn't, well it's not like he sees something s