Escaped Convict Today Near Me นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Chapter 47 Alex’s POV: The sound of my phone ringing cut through the silence and jerked me out of sleep. My brows furrowed, as my hand sluggish from exhaustion, reached for the device on the nightstand. Who the hell is calling this early? “Yeah?” I answered. “Mr. Cage,” A stern voice crackled through the speaker. “This is Officer Matthews from the NYPD. Chloe Bennett escaped from prison last night.” The words punched the sleep right out of me. My body stiffened, and my fingers tightened around the phone. “What?”

Zayden We spent half an hour trying to shake off the cops. They were very persistent and chased us around town. We managed to take down two of their cars, but no casualties were obtained. And then, finally, we lost them. " I think we should shift the rescue to tomorrow night." Oliver suggested. " Hell, no! I'm getting my wife back today!" I countered. Oliver did the face slap." It's almost daybreak. The journey to Delaware would be a long one, and then it would be broadcast tomorrow morning that an inmate broke out of his cell."

“But nothing happened.” Penelope looks confused. She has this ‘if it isn't that issue, then why are we here’ look. “Oh,” Valerie mumbles. “It's… It's okay.” My heart settles. Penelope, in her confusion, lets Valerie into her arms. The issue resolves just like that. Two confused women are forgiving each other. Hopefully, more secrets don't spill. I pull out my phone to call Jax when a headline stops me midway. ‘DR. GLYNN WATERS ESCAPED PRISON SEVENTY-TWO HOURS AGO.’

He was the least of my problems now though, I bet you Thomas can sleep even with the noise of a jack hammer. I gingerly headed over, crossing the room to get to the coffee table and carry the newspaper. Thomas cooed like a teeny baby and turned on his side. My heart left my body then returned when his eyes didn't open. I heaved a sigh of relief and grabbed the newspaper, the voice from the TV made me stop in my tracks and instead of fleeing to my room and lingered a little to listen to whatever the voice was saying. "Apparently word came in yesterday at midnight that the super cop who murdered a fellow officer of the law and was convicted to blackgate about twelve years ago to serve a jail t

I said as soon as he answered his phone and told him the address. "Why? I can't make a search warrant without any reason." "There's a child here, he claimed that he has been in prison at that address with his mother for six years, but he escaped today and ran to the Anderson building. Unfortunately, Zachary accidentally hit him while driving out of the parking lot." "Who's the person I should issue a search warrant, and who is his captive." "Dylan Lee." "Dylan Lee? And who is his captive?" "Athena Park."

I clenched and unclenched my jaw. To think that her eyes said alot more than her words could express. I adjusted my tie as I made my way to my office. Immediately I got to my office, I pressed coffee to clear my mind. I'm in that moment my laptop suddenly received a notification. “A few inmates have escaped prison in the early hours of July 17” My phone immediately dialled Alex. “What is this” “Sir, Miss Desiree's ex boyfriend is on that list and I ran a background check to be certain if he was the one and it turned out he is sir”

The door swung open and one of my lawyers marched in. “Sir, I'm sorry. I tried to stop him.” “It’s okay, Martine. You can go.” When she left, I turned to Heath “This better be good. As you can see, you're interrupting something very important.” Gaia just stood there, looking at us. I would have to find a way to make it up to her.. “Miss Everly, it's good that you're here.” She looked down at her phone before putting it in her bag. “Jacob Quinten has escaped from prison.”

"What's happened?" Chief Simpson's dark eyes swept the room before settling on me, and in that single glance, I knew. A cold dread spread through my body before he even spoke the words. "Benjamin Thorne escaped from prison four days ago." The mug slipped from my suddenly numb fingers, coffee spilling across the white tablecloth in a dark stain that spread like a prophecy. No one moved to clean it. No one seemed to breathe. "What?" I whispered, the word barely audible even to my own ears.

“All I care about is knowing you’re safe. I…I’m so happy you aren’t hurt. I don’t know what I would have done if you ever got hurt, I swear I..” “I’m fine.” She held a hand over my own, pressed against her cheek. Her palm had different scrapes on it, too, but there was nothing better than feeling her warm touch against mine. She could have been dead right now…she could have been lost. “The guy was an escaped convict, apparently; the police took him in. He won't get out of a cell ever again.”

he said in a tender voice, but his countenance was as dark as the storm clouds. Anyone who could see his expression would surely shudder. Instead of returning into the hall, Ethan took Moriah home. Their whole trip back home Moriah was in tears. "Ethan, let's call the police now," Moriah said while she tugged his arm. Ethan was about to speak when his phone went off. He quickly answered his phone. "Hello, officer Thompson," Ethan said, wearing a frown. "Sir, Bryan Miller escaped from prison," Officer Thompson hesitantly breaks the news to Ethan.