DANIELI was busy sorting out parole papers in my office, when Gianna, my close friend and colleague, informed me of the new inmates' arrival. I released a helpless sigh, knowing all too well what was expected of me. I had to give some bullshit speech, that I had recited over and over to be every new batch that gets through the door. Though I knew no one paid attention, It was a standard procedure for the warden to brief new inmates on the dos and don'ts. The fact that we deal with numerous cases of the said don'ts proves it's a time-wasting affair. With no motivation whatsoever, I took long, quick strides towards the welcoming hall. I was in the middle of my speech when I felt eyes on me. I glanced around, and my gaze fell on a slender blonde boy who looked truly scared. He had beautiful golden-brown eyes and I couldn't look away!The sorrowful orbs drew me in, and I was unable to understand why. The boy fidgeted but held my gaze nonetheless. He tilted his head quizzically, and I a

DANIEL I rubbed my tense fingers and eyed the ton of paperwork laying on my desk. I have been working on the parole forms since morning, and I still have a sizable amount pending. After my earlier confrontation with Kane, I have seen the fellow roaming around hallways just putting on an act for me. More than ever, I am determined to unmask him. I talked out my plan with Gianna and as always, she was willing and ready to help. She has proven to be hardworking, dedicated, and loyal to me for the eight years I have known her. We do fight sometimes, a boss-friend relationship can be tricky, but we always stick with each other. I would have made her my supervisor, but Kane had far more qualifications and experience which was hard to overlook. I am certain that once we are done unmasking him, the position will hopefully be filled by Gianna. Glancing at my watch, I realize it's almost five pm, which means the inmates would be getting ready for dinner. It's usually served between half-p

DANIEL I can't quite explain the kind of rage I felt, when a guard barged into my office and notified me of the accident, involving a new inmate, named Liam. Matthew is the one who had reported the incident, according to the report I am holding. Why didn't any of the guards see or hear the commotion and step in? This is just a cover-up and if my guess is right, it was planned all along and some guards were in on it. That is why it was easy to keep other inmates off the corridor at such a busy time. I dashed to the CCTV room and requested to see the footage of that particular hallway. As I had suspected, nothing came up. The guard on duty checked the cameras, only to realize a whole thirty minutes file had been deleted. It could have been anyone because most of the guards have password access. I should change it and just give to specific ones. It will make it easier to pin out culprits with only a few to consider. Though the guard in question was one of my own, he had to sign a wr

DANIELI knew it was a cringeworthy measure that I had resorted to, but there was no other way of satisfying my curiosity. I am currently filtering the results of Liam Anderson on Instagram, but I can't seem to find the right profile. It does feel weird, stalking him on social media, considering I never do such things. But I have to know him. There is something about him that's making me do things I wouldn't normally do. After coming up with countless wrong profiles, I tried to abbreviate his name differently, and still nothing.I was almost giving up when an idea popped into my mind. I clearly remembered the said boyfriend's name from his file. I typed in the search bar and the second profile was his. He is quite famous among his peers. Luckily, the Spencer kid had tagged Liam in most of his posts. I don't know what I was expecting, but this is not it. Most of the pictures on his account were nature portraits. He only had three pictures of himself, and I did a screenshot of e

LIAM I have had peace, doing simple chores, since I couldn't exert pressure on any part of my body. I am anxiously looking forward to my cousin's visit today. I am quite eager to see him and Christian so that I can scold them for postponing their wedding on my behalf.Just thinking of it makes me feel terrible, I know how much of a big deal it was for Lex to marry, again.I never thought he would ever attempt to get involved with anyone else after James' total failure. He has been through a lot, and I hate myself for adding to his burdens.“Liam…” a familiar voice startled me momentarily. I placed the flowers I was holding on the altar and turned to face the warden. I almost gasped at how luscious he looked. This is what happens when you spend a lot of time seeing old men dressed in horrible tunics. “Sir,” I mumbled, trying not to ogle. “Please call me, Daniel.” He breathed hastily. “I prefer that.” His deep baritone had my blood rushing to unwanted places, creating a problem f