Bestjail の小説・ストーリー

I had been researching some new desserts one day when Dad suddenly called, saying that the child trafficker and the buyer had been arrested, based on the few clues I'd managed to provide. The child trafficker was sentenced to death and had already been executed. Meanwhile, the buyer's case was a little more complicated. Before the trial, Alex tried to make a run for it with his parents' savings, but they found out when he drove off. And then, there was a high-impact collision on the highway that same day, killing two and permanently paralyzing one. It was their retribution. Finally, justice was served. A few days later, I was discussing some new product development with my employees when I i

#JUST_BEST_FRIENDS Author: Sam Freddy CHAPTER 11: THE WARNING. — — — After alighting from a yellow ‘danfo’ bus, Jordan and Isioma entered their school's main gate and walked all the way to the Sports Center to rest for a while. They went into a small, enclosed court where they both had a perfect view of the ongoing game of basketball. Funnily enough, they'd barely started discussing when a yogurt seller passed by with his fancy cart.

She asked, concerned. I twitched my lips and thought. Should I use my phone to call Chad? Uh, they put bugs and trackers on it so they'd know what we'd be talking about. "Oh, he's already here." Nurse Julia pointed on my left. I turned and met Sead's gaze. He was already wearing his coat and his hands were playing with the megaminx. "Did Laudi touch my cubes?" He licked his lips before biting it. "I thought we're going to have the operation of Patient Soriano," I announced, letting the bodyguard hear it.

*** Joe walked solemnly to where Jared King was amidst the company of some scantily dressed women. His boss might be paralyzed but even a disabled man lusted for the finer things of life. Jared relished in the company of other women. “Boss.” He called. The seriousness behind Joe’s tone alerted him. “Go and grab some champagne.” Jared told them, slabbing one of the women’s derriere, making them all squeal like banshees in excitement. “A call came in from the Locks State Prison.” Joe delivered. “Pete Briggs has escaped from the facility for a couple of weeks now.”

I’m standing outside waiting for fucking Valerie because the asshole hurried me up to now take his sweet ass time, when Vic returns. “Salim was just picked up for trying to hack into the FBI database” he hands me the list of possible candidates again and I pick again. "Damian Delacort, Samantha Shae and YS Jailbird bring those three in if they are looking for employment with amazing fucking pay after they swear in. I want them to set up a new system with palm readers I want this place tricked out in tec" he nods his head in understanding and again kisses the top of my head before leaving me.

Jade mumbled, filling her mouth with spoonfuls of cereals. "You are not welcome, Jade. I am your bodyguard, not your manservant." Lewis grunted, heading to the cabinet and taking out another bowl. "They are pretty much the same." She mumbled, her mouth stuffed full. "Uhm... About Sergio, what did you do?" "Bashed him up really bad, way more than you did, and then turned him in. He's in police custody right now." A grin crept up her face after she forcefully swallowed the content in her mouth. "Great. I love that bashing him up part of the story. How long will he be in for?"

Her broken jaw was completely healed now and she felt no trouble with it. Alpha Marcus was an arrogant man. He was also a pervert. It was his perverted nature that made him have his basement soundproofed. Adrienne had no doubt that the crash she had made would not be heard by the inhabitants of the floors above. Her only problem was the guards standing right outside.

“Have you heard about what happened in the prison in Belgrade?” “Which one?” “Mia Smith, that influencer, got a life sentence but still wouldn’t behave herself. She kept shouting that she’d been framed… And a few days ago, she committed suicide in the prison bathroom.” “Oh my… and James Smith?” “Tragic. His company's stock crashed. Then, he got hit with an investigation. I heard he went bankrupt, with creditors chasing him everywhere, and his health fell apart. Just a few days ago, the papers ran photos of him looking like a homeless man. Tsk…”

I shook my head at the memory of last life's misery. "No," I said. "We still have advantages this time." Rachel rolled her eyes. "They've locked us up. We can't fight them, we can't run. What advantage do we have?" I tapped her shoulder and leaned in close. "In our previous life, we were kept in the dark. But this time, we know exactly what Robbie and Ned want, don't we? And I remember clearly: after the wedding party, we didn't register the marriage. Why don't we use that to our advantage?"

Xachariah says, pointing in the direction I needed to go. “I’ll lead you to our bunker afterwards, so you’ll know where it is for future reference. Instead of taking a left like we did to get here, you take a right. Good luck, man. I’ll be right here if you need anything.” Glancing around, I see several jail cells akin to that of the human jail cells. Where there are cots and toilets, and that’s about it. The only difference is that they welded the cells into gigantic boulders, which reach over thirty feet high. Ensuring prisoners can’t shift into their wolves and make a break for it. The further I go into the jail cells, a change in decor and amenities comes into sight. The cells have telev