"I think there is a bit of confusion here," the doctor said. "I don't think so, sir," the policeman said. Jason was still struggling with the officer, who had his hands cuffed. "Do you know who I am?" Do you have any idea?" He asked the officer. "I am sorry but this is not about who you are because we have an idea of who you are," the officer said. "Then I think that you should tell us what is going on here because we are still confused," the doctor said. The policeman collected a piece of paper from his pocket and spread it out for Jason to see. "Here is a statement that you authorized the production of drugs for your pharmaceutical company," the office stated. "But I did not do anything like that," Jason cried out. I'm sorry but the document here says otherwise," the officer said. "Your signature is engraved below," he added. "This is ridiculous. Someone is trying to frame me here," Jason said as he struggled with the cuffs. "Even though he authorized it for his pharmaceutical

Waking up early was not so much of a struggle for Jason. He ran a billion-dollar empire and he had to be up very early. So he was not destabilized when the alarm went off for them to wake up. When he got down from the bunk bed, Samson was already on the study desk and Jason wondered if he had slept throughout the night. The man had been on the desk before he slept the previous night. "Hey Jason," he hollered as he turned to look at him. "What's next this morning?" Jason asked. "Sanitation," Samson said as he stood up. He went to a cupboard at the end of the room and opened it up. "I kept aside an extra broom and dustpan for you since we ate two now," he said as he took out the items and handed them to Jason, who collected them immediately. "I will give you a tip to avoid the main courtyard while doing your sanitation so you don't get bullied," Samson advised before they got out together. "Have you ever been bullied?" Jason asked him. Samson was quiet for a while and Jason could see

The news that announced the new president of the state was streamed live in the prison yard, and they all anticipated the news. All the inmates gathered in the cafeteria to listen to the news. They all ignored their breakfast so that the clatter against their plates would not interrupt them from hearing the news. When John McDonald was announced, they all broke out into a shout of joy, even if they were not aware of how things would turn out for them. To celebrate this announcement, the superintendent allowed them to have a buffet for dinner, so they could eat something of their choice. It rarely happened and they were all looking forward to it. The only person that was not moved by the news was Jason. He had been in jail for over three years. Another president was coming to sit and it turned out that his fate behind bars had not been decided yet. It was at this point that it began to dawn on him that there were high chances that he probably would not make it out in the end. In

Jason sat up immediately when he heard about his father. "What did you say?" He asked her. "I said that I am your father's private lawyer and I have some information for you," she sounded firm, and it was difficult to denote if she was male or female because of her deep baritone. "I never knew that my father had a private lawyer," he began, still in doubt. "It was never for you to know, sir," she stated. "Please, I would like you to come to an address that I will send you in the morning so that you can receive this information that I am going to be sharing with you."She hung up immediately, and in a few seconds, his phone beeped with a message that contained an address. He was still skeptical about going to meet the lawyer. It was probably one of the schemes of those who hated him, and he was not ready to fall prey to any of their machinations again. He had been humiliated enough. On the other hand, he thought that he had nothing to lose. There was nothing in his name anymore,

"Why do you want your identity hidden?" Laura asked, quite concerned. "The last time I trusted people, I was behind bars for three years. I'm not allowing anyone to mess me up again," he answered. The hurt in his tone was very obvious. "Alright, sir," Laura concurred. "However, whenever you want to come to work, simply send a call across to your manager, and he will send a car over."When Jason was satisfied with all the arrangements they had made, he decided that it was time to leave. "At least spend the night here in this house," Laura implored. "I would have loved to, but I have an important business to attend to," he said, thinking of Jasmine. At the thought of her, he glanced at the wall clock. It was already 4 p.m., and Jasmine had told him that she would be back so that they would go get him some new clothes. She would be worried and suspicious if she did not find him at home. "I need to leave," he said hurriedly."At least allow me to give you a ride," Samson offered.Ja