Innocent Prisoners Novels & Stories

I concluded I looked at him as he had a disappointed face. He was not happy about this, but guards are trained in the black market prison only to follow orders, so he had no choice but to do what had been said. Ok, dealer," he said, "I have heard you. So I think that AK-407 is innocent now?" "Ohhh, yes, she is way too innocent, and I am willing to free her now. Go to the special prison and get her out." I ordered him.

" She declares. I smile, feeling relaxed with my best friend, as she keeps up her British accent her whole visit. I forget Niko for a while, as I watch the Color Purple and the Help, and binge watch the Simpsons as if there's no tommorow. Unfortunately, there is. And I have work. So fuck me for not sleeping at night like normal people. I make my rounds. I focus on inmates transferring out of prison. I make sure their mental state is stable, and try to discern their readiness for life outside of prison. If need be, I can petition a court to have someone'srelease date postponed. I've never had to do that. I deal mostly with minor criminals. Troublemakers, people with no impulse control, people

Author's p.o.v Adeel is sitting on the jail room's floor like a motionless person. He has lost all hopes in his life. His siblings have turned their face from him. His wife Haniya is mentally unstable and his child is already dead. He wanted to die but he couldn't die thinking that committing suicide is a sin. He is just breathing because he can't stop breathing until Allah stop it. But, every day he is now praying for death. A few moments ago, his trial was held and he was sentenced lifetime imprisonment for murdering Amir Al Sadd who was another business tycoon.

Yes, the prisoners. It has come to my attention that a number of prisoners were wrongly apprehended, and through the funds from this foundation they will get another chance at freedom. The cases to be attended to will be scrutinized, and carefully picked out. I am not ensuring the freedom of your loved ones, but I am giving them another chance.

Trust Amad to torture a prisoner, they were almost in a giving up the ghost state which didn't quite go down well with me since I haven't even given them my own dose of torture yet. They might end up giving up while being I'm still in the process. "Spare us please, we are not guilty." "We were only following orders please, we are innocent." They both began pleading as soon as they sense my presence. I snorted. Such weak beings, I had expected them to put up a little resistance. "You wouldn't be here if you aren't guilty. So shut the crap up." I walked further into the room and sat on the vacant sit left in the room.

This time, none of them answer a yes, instead denying it instantly, almost as if it would lighten their sentence. “Throw them in prison, lash them… and they will remain without food for a week.” Enrique snarls, “After that, I’ll decide if they’re fed or not.” The men look terrified as the doors open and several guards come forward to apprehend the men and take them away. “You are proven innocent. You can leave.” Enrique says, glancing at me. I place a hand to my chest, feeling suddenly down, although this was a victory that I didn’t need to even fight to be proven innocent. But being told I can just leave…

"Jade, Dad couldn't protect you in the past. But now that Dad is back, it's impossible for those disreputable things to bully you anymore." He suddenly stood up and said, "Victoria and her daughter, I will take care of you. As for Nathan, I will take everything away from him, and then you can take revenge however you want." Thea, “..." "Oh." Prison. The prisoners received education in the library. For these highly intelligent criminals, most of the books they read were literature books that cleanse the soul or economics books related to their interests. Only No. 13, he sat gracefully in a wheelchair, with a psychology book resting on his lap.

“No. But some things are necessary and I see to them when I have the chance. What did you think about the criminals?” “I wasn’t paying attention” I said quickly. His expression didn’t change, he only watched me. “And aren’t they only declared criminals after the trial proves them guilty?” “Trials are only held for guilty people. Everyone knows what they’ve done. The trial is only a…..civilized way to handle them” “Only the guilty you say? That man….he was innocent” “Do you honestly believe that he was?” He quirked a brow as he watched me. “You said….”

He struggled in the hard clutches of cops who wanted to strangle him. ‘What you thought—you will come back and play dirty and we will let you.’ He sneakers, ‘Here you make a mistake, my friend. Um, sorry, my ex-friend. Neil and I already knew about your dirty plan, so we were ready before hand only with our own payback.’ He smirked, seeing his face turn pale, as he scared him further with his words, Now you are finished." Live your life happily now, in jail. Saying so, he and his friends walked inside, leaving screaming Rahul behind in the clutches of cops. ‘Aryan, you can’t do this; I am your friend; you guys will pay for sure. I will not leave you.’

I cocked my head in anger. “She, is right here and she isn’t some 12th century slave. What is your problem? Both of you?” They both looked unfazed by my outburst and it made me wonder just how many people they’d held prisoner. Maybe I needed to be gentler in making my requests, seeing as they were the one’s paying for it. “I came here with nothing but the clothes I was taken in and the flipflops you removed from Fibonacci…” I mentally shivered at the thought, I still had nightmares about it.