Kanabec County Jail Roster Novels & Stories

She collapsed against the table. "Landon Gray, for attempted murder and fraud, you are sentenced to ten years in state prison. Because of this conviction, your medical license is permanently revoked." Landon sat in a wheelchair, both legs in casts. On his first night in county jail, three repeat offenders in his cell had dragged him out of the chair and stomped his remaining good leg until it broke. "Andy Drake, Ryan Duffy, and Luke Foley, on the charges of aggravated assault and battery, are each sentenced to six months to one year in county jail."

She didn't take any of his bullshit and he had changed from a player to a caring and thoughtful boyfriend. Rev had been charged with aggravated assault, possession of an illegal firearm and obstruction of justice. He had also been found guilty and he was currently serving his time at the Federal Prison in Chicago. Hannah had taken it very badly and most nights she screamed as she felt Rev's pain. Rev had also refused any visitors and none of us had seen him in six years.

“Otherwise I’d keep going.” He left me there, door slamming behind him. I crawled back to my cell, ribs screaming, and found my cellmate — my prison buddy — Max waiting. Max was twenty-nine, a lifer for armed robbery, built even bigger than Kane, with tattoos covering his arms and a cock I’d seen hard in the showers more times than I could count. We’d never crossed that line, but we’d shared enough late-night talks to know we both hated Kane’s guts. “They’re transferring him to the night shift alone in Block C,” Max whispered when I told him what happened. “Perfect timing. He’s the only one on duty back there after midnight. We'll take him tonight, and make him pay.”

“I have a feeling it's connected and I'm sure the police will soon find out.” “What was on the news, Caleb?" Jane repeated each word sharp and deliberate. Giving her one long hesitant look, he sighed and took out his phone. Jane blinked back the tears that began to form in her eyes and watched as a news clip began to play. “... And in recent events, William O'Connor, Warden of the Central State Penitentiary, has revealed that an incident occurred in the prison as six inmates escaped last night…” “Wait, Central State… isn't that…?” Jane did not need to complete her statement and when Caleb nodded in response, he saw her brows quirk up with suspicion. She swallowed and returned her focus to th

“Has he been processed now? Can I see him?” “I don't see why not. Come with me.” The officer leads Abby through the desk and down a hall to where the cells are located. She finds Gabe in a crowded cell, surrounded by other men. There are three men that look very intimidating, with face or neck tattoos, mean scowls and huge muscles. One man has long scraggly hair and whiskers, looking unclean and unkept. He also looks to be intoxicated. Another man, looking to be in his late fifties or sixties, with slightly graying hair, sits there in a nice suit. He looks like a business man right off of the street and Abby can not help but wonder what he might be in there for.

said Anna and started eating her breakfast. Max watched Anna then said, "Today I'm going to take you to the hospital and then leave you Anna because I have to take care of my other artists too. Jocy seems to have to work at Glenneagle Hospital in California too. I hope you can take care of yourself, Anna." "Calm down, Max. I'm fine alone, anyway JC is still not awake, there's nothing we can do," replied Anna casually. Before 09.00 am LA time, officers from the LAPD who will temporarily escort Annastacia arrived at JC's house. A man in his early 30s with a stout body typical of tough military training with long black hair, he introduced himself as Jeff Hanibal.

Detective Barnes emerged to stand by us. “We'll need statements, but that can wait until morning. Get your staff home.” Adrian's voice was cracked. “What about Kane?” “He faces attempted murder, kidnapping, extortion. He's going away for a very long time.” Barnes looked at me and Chloe. “It's over. You're safe now.” I wanted to believe him. For the first time in months, I did. One Week Later. Thursday 7:34 PM.