Escaped Convict Today Near Me Novels & Stories

"I know. But we'd make it work. Video calls, visits. Marcus and I already discussed it." "He didn't mention that." "He wanted me to tell you first." I didn't know how to feel. Happy Yuki was pursuing her dreams, sad about the distance, worried about logistics. "If it's what you want, we'll support you," I said finally. "Thank you. That means everything." But the decision was put on hold two days later when Morrison called with news. "One of the arrests from the trafficking network—James Cordova—escaped custody during a transfer." "How does someone escape federal custody?" Marcus demanded.

The TV clicks on. And everything changes. A stern voice cuts through the gentle hum of the room. “We interrupt this program with breaking news. Former Wayne International employee and convicted accessory to murder, Dolly Reid, has reportedly escaped from the Women’s Correctional Facility in North early this morning. Authorities believe she was assisted in her escape…” My spine straightens. The sketchbook slips from my hand and hits the hardwood floor with a soft thud. “…sources claim surveillance footage was wiped shortly before the breakout. The police have not confirmed how she left the premises, but an internal investigation is underway…”

Brad explained. “Shit! He might have escaped because he knew we'd soon figure out his shady dealings.” “What?!” Brad exclaimed. “You should issue a statement and declare him wanted so that he doesn't escape,” Kayden advised and added. “Can I go to the station and talk with this other inmate? I have a bad feeling about this.” “Sure, sure, let's do as you've said,” Captain Brad said and signaled to the two officers standing at the door and guarding Mr. Gray to come closer.

"It's certainly a possibility, Lois. Whatever the reason, we can't ignore the fact that the governor's actions have put your daughter in a precarious situation. But we won't rest until we uncover the truth and bring her back to safety." After an hour of driving, they arrived at a small, inconspicuous café on the outskirts of the city. Officer Don parked the car, and they stepped out, their presence masked by the darkness of the night. Inside the café, they met with a contact, a retired prison warden who had knowledge of the inner workings of Citadel Penitentiary.

Just when I think I’m over everything that happened in the past, the past rears up its ugly head once again. “How did that happen?” “I believe that she had outside help. It was a jailbreak and other prisoners are missing as well. I’m hopeful that the police will round them up in no time at all, and everything will be back to normal. Eleven prisoners escaped this afternoon, and already, three of them have been caught, so there’s hope that the others will be caught soon as well. I’ve informed all my security and made sure that they’re all on guard because we don’t know what she might do if she happens to get far.”

I shook my head and gestured for him to get in the car. __ Within 40 minutes, we got to our destination, the house looked old and shabby, a very good hide out for the ex convicts. Few days ago, I learnt that the ex convicts secured a perfect hide out here in Vino. I'll tell you who the ex convicts are. The ex convicts were people who trade drugs and smuggle ammos in and out of different countries, they were people you don't want to mess with, but right now, I don't care, it's my parcel at stake, and I'd go to any length to get it back.

“No unnecessary attention.” “Understood.” Evan hesitated for a brief second before speaking again. “There’s another matter, sir.” I looked up at him. “Markus has escaped from prison.” The information didn’t surprise me as much as it should have. “When?” “Last night,” Evan replied. “Authorities are currently searching, but there have been no confirmed sightings.” A faint exhale left me. “They won’t find him.” Markus wasn’t careless. If he managed to escape, then he already had a direction.

He climbed onto her lap, and she held him close, breathing in the scent of his hair like she still couldn't believe he was real. My phone rang. Dennis. "Excuse me," I said, stepping into the hallway. "Robert." Dennis's voice was tight. "We have a problem." "What kind of problem?" "Richard escaped." The words hit like a physical blow. "What?" "During transport to county jail this morning. The van was ambushed on Route 5. Two guards dead, three wounded. Richard's gone." My grip on the phone tightened until my knuckles went white. "When?"

“Reports have just been confirmed that Maximillian Cardinni has escaped the high-security psychiatric institution this afternoon and is currently at large.” The phone slipped from my fingers, hitting the carpet with a dull thud. “Authorities wish to stress that this man is extremely dangerous and may be suffering from a total break with reality. If you see him, do not approach. Contact the authorities immediately. The convicted rapist and psychopath is at large.” The screen flashed a mugshot—a face I had tried so hard to forget. My heart stopped. The room felt like it was spinning.

“Federal officials are currently on the hunt for this woman, Celine Moretti, twenty one, in relation to the high-pressure penitentiary escape earlier today. “Armed and dangerous.” Armed and dangerous. Me. The transmission resumed, with video of the prison and the damage and chaos. Then came Caelum’s mugshot on the screen. "Caelum Morano, profiteering fugitive was helped to escape this morning by known associates. A massive manhunt is underway." My phone rang. Mom. I stared at it, frozen. Caelum lifted my phone softly off my hand. "Don't answer. They're probably monitoring her line."