El Diablo Prisoner Novels & Stories

After spending time arranging all that, I went to the bathroom to freshen up, I was changing and I could feel it slowly. I went under the shower and put on the shower to cleanse my body and it helped bring down my throbbing Heart. After freshening up I wore a pair of shorts and shirt and went straight to my bed and laid on it, and slowly my eyes became weak and I slowly slept off. Lucy’s pov. “Elliot, is Dominic not acting straight?” I asked him. Because it’s not adding up at all. “I don’t know what you mean Lucy,” Elliot says. “It’s weird how that prisoner is being treated, she is not treated as a prisoner properly,Elliot” I said to him while using my right hand to mess up with my hair.

A cold smile touched my lips. With quivering legs, she hurried out of the office. Once the door shut, I rose to my feet. “We have a prisoner in the dungeon, don't we?” I asked, rolling up the sleeves of my shirt. “The guy who'd tried sneaking into the Dimora a week ago? Yes.” Luca replied. “Do you perhaps want to-” Perhaps seeing the look on my face, he nodded in realization. “Of course, you want to. Need helping hands with the torture?” He asked, as I walked towards the door.

Diana runs to rescue her as Gabriel gets a glass of water. Her lips turned pale. Barbie is catching her breath since Angelito now knows the truth behind his father's fall. "Angelito knows it already," Diana alleged. "You're correct. We must stop Angelito from going out of the Philippines with Denver. Don Pedro and Donya Lilia will go against Don Pablo when Angelito sings his poison." Moreover, Attorney Barbie left the premises without any options as he checked the new apartment. ….. The electronic door beeps, and Denver awaits Angelito to go inside. The Don fakes a smile at him.

She told her about the terms and the month of leverage and the way the castle had stopped feeling like a prison before she admitted it to herself. She told her about Edda. The woodcut. The words in a language nobody had taught her. The bond activating, her palm blazing, his hands around her wrist with the fire burning low. She told her about the staircase. She did not soften any of it. When she finished the room was very quiet. Vael unfolded her hands. "You understand that what you've described constitutes unlawful detention under council law." "Yes." "And you are choosing not to pursue a complaint." "Yes." "Why."

Those were questions that Maria De La Cruz herself would find out later, while the priority was the old decrepit man. Maria De La Cruz, activates her group, they already had orders to kidnap Daniel Del Valle. It was not difficult at all, while the security guards were in a high security armored van under the care of seven patrol cars and a helicopter. On the other side of the county was a similar van that carried the real old man in the transfer, right into the mouth of a manhole, the Mexican team managed to change prisoners, in the DEA van, there was only an old bum who got up there for five hundred dollars, and if he went to prison, at least he would take a decent shower and have four meal

The wailing of the prisoners who have been tortured and straightened out were left in the cell. Damian walked inside the cell holding their newest prisoner and found him on his knees while his entire face was covered in blood.. He was given a black which made him look unrecognisable.. “You look pathetic..” Damian spoke and this caught the attention of the man who'd been beaten up pretty badly. “you can go ahead and kill me, but you won't get anything from me..” The man stubbornly said and this made Damian laugh… “Trust me, that should be the last thing on your mind right now, Anthonio.” Damian called out his name and his lips parted in surprise..

You didn't tell me you interrogated a prisoner this morning," I said, not quite an accusation, but close enough that he looked up. "I was going to," he said. "You were with Zara, and it wasn't urgent enough to interrupt that." He gestured me closer, and I came to stand beside him, looking down at the map — southern territories, unfamiliar names, a section circled in red ink. "One of the guards from the vehicle chase. Reyes. He gave us a name — Valdez, someone Marcus owes money to in the southern circuits. Kade just confirmed the whole territory's gone dark. No communication in forty-eight hours." I felt the words settle heavy in my chest. Three days of feeling almost normal — shifting, runni

"Are you sure you don't have any more information you'd like to share, Mr. Brown? This is your last chance. Otherwise, you'll have to face the consequences of what you did. You could stay in prison for the rest of your life." "So life imprisonment is the worst the Diamond Pack do to its criminals." Jack whispered by her side. "Mr. Brown, do you know where Arden and his allies are?" the judge asked, as a last attempt to get something useful out of him. "I wouldn't say even if I did. The man is a beast. You wouldn't go after him, even if your life depended on it." The troublemakers started to scream and push people forward, so they could get closer to the stage.

Perhaps I should just continue to play dumb. This man had declared war upon me by slaughtering a number of my men back in Vegas. Yet, he saved my life today. Was it all part of some...bigger plan? El Diablo had always been a difficult man to predict. That much hadn't changed about him. My mind had started to race. What if he asks me about the vault and the weapons present there? Surely he had seen all but chose not to say a word. What could he really be scheming.