Novel & Cerita Ost Public Safety Inmates

“…we are aware of the recent violence at Blackbridge Correctional Facility. The investigation is ongoing. I can only assure us that the safety of both inmates and staff remains our highest priority…” I clenched my teeth, annoyance bubbling up from deep within. What’s this twat talking about? My gut twisted. Every speech sounded detached and rehearsed. I’ve been around enough politicians to know how they handle matters that mean nothing to them. They tend to speak words that smooth over panic, not address it. But I wasn’t the public—I was a father. And my son was locked behind those steel gates where men were being slaughtered like cattle.

Either way, she appreciated the false freedom given to her. "I understand that this may be difficult, being in a male prison and all, but I don't tolerate any misconduct between inmates so you shouldn't be worried. If anything happens, you can tell one of the officers and I'll deal with the matter personally." He told her as she looked around curiously, whilst trying to match his steps. His words reassured her slightly, letting her breathe a little easier.

He was well aware that sometimes, the officers hastily made their rounds in order to return to their homes quickly but surely, they would have noticed if an inmate was missing! “Did the officers on duty yesterday not count?” West exhaled and then glanced at the others. “Yes, sir, I believe they did." "Well then why would some inmates be missing?! Just because this is a minimum security prison does not mean security should not be tight. Such a thing has never happened in this prison and will not happen under my rule! If there is a cause for alarm, we will order a press release immediately and hunt down the perpetrators. Who are the allegedly missing men?”

Jonah and Alyssa exclaimed in unison, "A prisoner in an orange-colored uniform?" "In the Fifth Prison, orange-colored prisoner uniforms are meant for felons with mental illnesses. They are distinguished from other prisoners by the colors of their uniforms." Sean blinked. "That prisoner knelt before Steven and clung onto his legs as he bawled his eyes out. He claimed that he wasn't mentally ill and that he had not murdered anyone either. He asked Steven to help him with his appeal."

The choice is to take them to the prison public area because that is where every prison gang gathers, and they will all give a prison-style welcome. That’s when they’d beat up Nicko, and Steve would have laughed triumphantly. Especially if in the public area, there will be Rodgie, the highest leader of the prisoners. Not a single prison inmate dared this man. Rodge has a muscular and robust body. He is also indicted for a heinous mass murder case. “What’s Steve?” Nicko asked. “As long as you want to do everything I say, then I will guarantee your safety and security here,” Steve offered.

Author’s POV… Deep in the Lunar Fangs dungeon, the food servant went round the cells of the special inmates who weren’t allowed to leave the cells to have their meals. Because these prisoners were regarded as dangerous, they had their bathrooms right in the cells and were never allowed to come out. The servant had gone round serving food, and had reached the cell of a certain inmate who hadn’t been returning his plates. “Bring out your plate, or you won’t be served your next meal,” the servant warned.

No further one-to-one sessions with this clinician. Then she sat there with his cum still wet between her thighs and the truth fully exposed under every false progress note she had ever typed. Silas Kane had never been on a path to reform. He had been on a path to her. And in the end, the facility would contain him the only way it knew how — with locks, transfers, and paper. Lena would have to contain what was left of herself the same way. Because the most dangerous thing in that building had not only been the inmate in cuffs.

“How sketchy?” “The back of the van’s basically a metal cage welded to the interior frame with a couple steel benches on either side. The two prisoners already in it look like they haven’t bathed in a week and they’ve been using a metal urinal connected to a drainage tub. Probably for the same amount of time.” Pinching the bridge of his nose, Shepard cursed again. “Extradition’s a state responsibility and most of them contract with these kinds of services. Does it at least look like they can’t get out of the cage?”

she asked Mandy. "I did." Mandy nodded over to the one desk they had cleaned. It had papers and file folders sitting on top of it. "He's definitely not a boy scout. He's got a record, but most of it is petty crimes. He's never had anything huge put on him. If what Maggie and Skylar is saying is true, it would put him and a few other people away. Federal time. I just don't know how safe the two of them are at the CRISIS house."

I watch the news as I have the housekeeper clean the broken glass from bedroom vanity. I’m left speechless as I watch the next new report. ‘We are standing here today in front of the County Jail. Just earlier this morning around one in the morning, an inmate took advantage of a power outage and successfully escaped. Authorities are currently looking for this inmate to ensure the safety of our community. Here is a picture of the inmate at large, please call the anonymous tip line if you see this man.’