Superjail Characters Novels & Stories

She would have only seen the man who was going to marry her cousin. Within seconds Justin’s cell phone rang and he answered it, keeping it on speaker. “Hello?” “Monroe, you scum!” Brad chuckled. “Why did you hang up on me?” “Sorry. You’d caught me at a bad time.” He rubbed his forehead. “Did you find out anything more?” Justin asked. “Yes. This may or may not come as a shock, but Tony Pierpont’s henchman, Snakes, is wanted by the F.B.I.”

He grinned and replied, "That's very splendid! Thank you in advance, then!" Liam finally realized what was going on here. Josiah Jones was a cop, but he was corrupt and secretly in league with the gangsters!

Brad then looked at the fresh bandage on his arm and said wickedly, “That little beast just chopped off my arm.” At this moment, a Gilligan subordinate came in and announced, “Sir, we found him. The person who killed Mr. Jerry is Chase Collins, and he’s from South River City. He’s also known as Master Collins. He’s an ancient martial artist and extremely skilled at martial arts.” That person paused in hesitation before continuing, “I heard that Master Collins might be a…” “A what?” James roared. “A true master of martial arts!” After he said that, James' and Brad’s faces fell.

Chris A month to our daughter’s first birthday, Tonia’s best friend and, it turned out, her partner-in-crime, Jojo, got arrested for stealing thousands of pounds from Jojo’s employer, an elderly woman. Basically, her entire life’s savings. In her confessional statement, Jojo implicated Tonia, and she was arrested. But as the money was transferred directly to Jojo’s account, and as Jojo claimed she only ever gave Tonia cash, there was no paper trail leading to Tonia, making the case against her circumstantial, so she was released. But, and as I found out only then, she had been on the Police’s radar for a long time, having been indirectly linked to several well-known cyber criminals in the no

Their eyes are blank, I couldn't read what's going on inside their mind. "Mr. Arjun Veer Das, you're under arrest" a bald guy around in his forties said while taking his cuff. I clenched my fist not showing any emotions on my face "Was there a case I don’t know about?" I asked them casually as if I'm not aware of it. He scoffed at me "Oh yes Mr. Arjun, seems like you don't remember smuggling, kidnapping and murdering. Don't worry we will remind you everything in the jail"

Stranger! Please be my Child’s Father . Chapter 33: all over? . In the dimly lit and hushed confines of the police station, the superintendent, a seasoned officer known for his relentless pursuit of justice, was locked in a deep conversation with the chief of police. Their faces bore the weight of the challenge before them, a formidable obstacle in the form of Jonathan Baldwin, a man shielded by money and power. Their duty was clear, but the path to apprehending Jonathan seemed obscured by his influential connections.

Even though he met some of his subordinates on guard, he still couldn't relax. Mr. Red sits in the corner of the prison with his hands tied to his body. It reminds Jefferson of a mental hospital patient in a horror or mystery movie, a patient who makes the hospital have to tie them up like that for fear he might hurt someone else or himself. Gary, one of Jefferson's subordinates, opened the prison door as soon as Max laid eyes on him. After the door opened, Max and Owen entered the prison first. Mr. Red lifts his head as soon as he realizes someone has entered. He looks terrible and messy and no longer charismatic and powerful like the first time Jefferson saw him.

Lance aka Doc doctor for club. Ezra aka Patch EMT for club. Victor Aka Navy best at boats watercraft. Warren Aka Chopper best at air craft. Anthony Aka Edge best at knives. Jaime aka Data best at tech/ IT. Walter aka Hacker tech geek. Corey aka Jammer tech geek. Joel aka Gamer best at games planning attacks.

They’d basically saved me from boredom. My guards were Sean and Joey, and they were as different in personality as night was from day. Joey was a handsome, tall, muscled African-American, with a constant serious expression, who couldn’t – or wouldn’t – crack a joke to save his life. His shoulder-length, black hair was in thick luscious braids, adorned with beads and ornaments, which seriously gave me hair envy! My thin frail blond hair could never!

Then she turned her body slightly, lifted her little jacket, this time it wasn't a QR code, but his ID information. "Special Action Team, Lion, number 005." The members of the Supreme Action Unit were shocked. Because they never thought that the legendary hacker genius Lion, who was said to be able to do anything and access any network, was actually just a primary school student! But that's not what they were thinking at the time. They first picked up the children, then handcuffed the two "cleaners" directly. The cleaners, they know each other well, they were the ones who just delivered the goods!