Prisoner B3087 の小説・ストーリー

He took the water bottle from the table and drank it till he felt satisfied. James in a joy mode that he looked through the file again and again. " We really got him now. Our first stage is complete." He said while smiling his hearts content. After relaxing tom stood up . " Sir I didn't got the detail of others but I really got one of them. You were right one of them really went in prison. We checked all prisoner details and found him." " His name is Mathew . He is 31 year old and have an old grandma as a family who is staying alone till now. After he went prison he didn't contact his grandma nor did she. "

The next morning the prison called with the news Alex had both dreaded and secretly hoped for. The voice on the line informed him that he had been approved as a family member for inmate 47892, granting him conjugal trailer access beginning the following day. Alex listened quietly, thanked the person, and ended the call with his heart beating faster than usual.

Not everyone would know about Biden's imprisonment here. Then, Charlie remembered Leandro, the informant that the police officer had mentioned to him, so he asked, "Have you heard of Leandro?" "Yes!" Dean nodded hastily. "I know Leandro. He's very smart and quirky and knows a lot around here. He has a nickname, BP Know-It-All, BP for Brooklyn Prison. He is in cell number 15, not far from here." Charlie inquired, "Tell me all about the inmates in the prison, especially the gangs here."

They should have tortured him before killing him," Eliot was shocked by the sudden change in Samantha's voice, it was menacing, filled with pure evil. Just then their attention was once again brought back to the screens. " ..the police are currently looking for the prisoners who escaped last night. It is believed that the three, Sophie Rogers, Debra Orton and Camille Smith received assistance from the notorious black ops who secured their flawless escape from prison. The police is kindly asking the general public to be on high alert and notify the police should they spot the three fugitives. The three are considered dangerous since they serve life imprisonment, each having been convinced of

Prisoner two-zero-zero-one ...... "As long as you're here, you are no Declan Oliver, you would be referred as Prisoner two-zero-zero-one. Do you understand?" I ignored the question, continuing my descent to a place I would then start to call home for the time being. Getting deep in thoughts, the officer stopped abruptly, making my forehead connect to his rough and musky smelling uniform. "Are you listening to me kid? When I ask you something, you answer, got it?" Pitch raised, he asked without turning his back.

Larry pushed the door open and walked in, taking a look at Piper. She seemed more mature than before, she had a charming smile on her lips. "Larry, have a sit." Piper pointed to the seat across from her. "What's the matter with calling me here so urgently?" Larry asked as he sat down. "Do you know of a girl named Diane inside our prison?" Piper asked, leaning back in her chair. "Yes, why?" Larry pretended to be confused and said, "She was picked up by our third squadron a few days ago and is now living in a single-room cell in the prison."

I asked her. "Her name's Kitty," a guard said as he hit me with a baton on the back of my knees which caused me to fall and I cried out, "you stick to that, prisoner!" He spat out on my face and I grit my teeth, suffering from the harsh painful blow. "It's Prisoner VII," I said through loud breaths and gritted teeth, "it's Prisoner VII to you." ~~~

"What's the situation with those three people?" James replied, "Except for the one with a mental problem. The others were all criminals with murder cases. They used to do illegal work for powerful people. If something happened, someone would take responsibility for it, so after a few years, they would be safe. This time, the Public Security Bureau issued a death order and would not give them any more chances to be pardoned. Yesterday, I had Lawyer Chen transfer the person who harmed madam to the 933 prison. He will definitely not return."

he added. "Not if you assist me... You must know this place well enough to devise an escape plan. I promise to compensate you, and you can flee the country if you wish to evade the authorities," I persuaded. "It may not be feasible now, but there could be a slim chance by midnight," he conceded. Suddenly, the door swung open, narrowly missing me as I lay on my back. I was yanked out by one of the men, with the guard following closely behind. Bewildered, I found myself in a dimly lit room, where Benson reclined on a bed, flanked by two scantily clad women who fawned over him. I was forced to my knees. He smirked menacingly upon noticing me. "My time spent in prison was no joke. I had to align

"K R I S T I N A J O K O V I C, Y O U are hereby sentenced to seventeen years at the Atlanta Maximum Penitentiary without the possibility of early parole for partaking grand larceny in the third degree, terrorism and murder . . ." These had been the words of the magistrate who in conjunction with the Jury after the infamous 'Speedster Killer ' had been apprehended by Captain Susan Claire, following the events that had unfolded a year ago.