Prison Escape Books Novels & Stories

Two days later, Moses visited me in jail and told me Marian was dead, she lost the baby, and that he would make sure I rot in jail. I was angry. I felt helpless, betrayed and I cried. I was just recovering from my mom's death and then the same thing happened to my girlfriend and my unborn child. I questioned God. "Why me??" Three months later, no justice. Then I decided to escape from prison. I knew it was wrong but I had no option. Four of us planned the escape. I was good with technological stuff so I was able to hack into the prison's system and we escaped. The police survived in killing one of us but the remaining three of us escaped.

BREAKING NEWS: FIRE BREAKS OUT AT CHICAGO PENITENTIARY – MULTIPLE INMATES ESCAPE I tapped the article, scrolling down to scan for details. “Everything good?” Damien asked beside me. I didn’t answer immediately, my eyes locked on the names listed under ESCAPED PRISONERS: Marco Esteban (Arson, Attempted Murder) Thomas Greene (Drug Trafficking, Illegal Arms Dealing) Javier Mendez (Gang-Related Homicide) Christopher Harlan (Serial Fraud) Peter Kowalski (Kidnapping, Extortion) Ryan Eckhart (Assault, Armed Robbery)

He propped his head on an extra pillow to see over his mate's shoulder. "This is one of my favourites," Allen said as he lay his head on Sebestian arm and summoned the bag of chips from the nightstand. "Its called The Shawshank Redemption. That guy Andy got sent to prison for murdering his wife but he was innocent, he spent thirty years in jail for a crime he didn't commit and escaped using a tiny hammer he had spent the last thirty years scraping a hole in the wall with. He meets up with Morgan Freeman when he gets out of jail" Allen said, barely pausing for breath. "What?" he asked when Sebestian groaned behind him.

Even though I managed to shift the attention onto him, escaping his grip was not going to be easy. His hand tightened around my throat. My face turned red from lack of air. I tried to call for help, only to find a ring of cold, indifferent eyes staring back at me. “Ding-dong! It’s breakfast time. All patients, please proceed to the cafeteria immediately.” Thank goodness, I was saved! “Miss, don’t go to the cafeteria. Come with me.” On the way there, an old lady suddenly appeared and told me to follow her. “Where?”

Imani The thought of visiting a prison with Judge Jackson rattled me. I could see him locking me up in a cell and throwing away a key. I couldn’t go to prison. I lived 18 years in prison and refuse to go back. I ran to the door and attempted to open it, but couldn’t. I hadn’t noticed when we entered the cabin that there was not only a combination lock, but a keypad that appeared to require five numbers in order to unlock the door from the inside.

I rasp. "Three hours since they brought you back." She moves closer to the bars separating our cells. "You're new. I heard them talking about you. The one who escaped." "Yeah." "How?" Her eyes are hungry for hope. "How did you get out?" I think back to two years ago. The fire alarm that malfunctioned. The guard who left my door unlocked for thirty seconds. The window that wasn't quite closed all the way. Pure luck. "Opportunity," I tell her. "And desperation."

He really should have move fast when Sonja had told him but it wasn't too late now as he is quite sure he would capture him back Before the prisoner was rescued he had sensed that would happen so he keep a trail secretly on him and to his luck someone indeed rescued him Just that he was a bit surprised to see his little brothers instead of princess Izabella who is the man's secret lover Maybe Anthony is trying to keep the dark truth about his wife's Affair from coming to open and Michael is helping him Otherwise there is no way he had pull that all by himself, Michael is the only one who came knock the guards down and plan the escape by boat since a car will be too risky After giving the gua

The only thing that gave him a little worry was that he hadn't found Nina yet, but he believed in due time she will be found. His phone rang interrupting his thoughts, the head guard’s voice on the other end was laced with panic. “Minister… some of the prisoners have escaped.” Gale’s pleasant expression vanished at once, and he immediately rose to his feet, "I'm on my way there.." he hung up the phone and left with a grim expression. The head guard was already waiting by the time he arrived. “Which prisoners escaped?” Gale demanded. The man swallowed hard. “The Beta and the Gamma, Minister… along with their mates.”

Made ourselves seem compliant and reasonable. Meanwhile, Hailey coordinated with the other prisoners through whispered conversations when guards weren't watching. Built a network. Planned our escape. The opportunity came on the eighth day. A power failure in the facility. Just thirty seconds of darkness before backup generators kicked in. But thirty seconds was all we needed. Cell doors that relied on electronic locks failed. We burst out simultaneously. Twenty-three supernatural prisoners overwhelming guards who'd grown too comfortable. We fought our way through corridors. Hailey grabbed the grimoire from the evidence room. Celeste freed the other witches. I led the charge toward the exit.

I’m too busy thinking about how I’m going to get from the bed and downstairs without breaking my neck. Mack’s suggestion to take me to the garden tempts me for a moment. Not because I’ll be getting fresh air, but because it would make escape easier if I was already outside. But then I catch sight of my gray duffel bag in the corner of the bedroom and I realize I can’t leave here without it. So, I have to make my escape from the bedroom. I can’t leave my clothes and all my cash behind because it’s all I have. It’s only mid-afternoon when my stomach grumbles and the urge to use the bathroom sneaks up on me that I realize I’m being stupid.