Nicholas made a fist as he loosened his tie, walking aggressively towards the room Juanita was in. He walked angrily down the halls to the room Juanita was in. He throws the door open to see Juanita packing her things in a rush. His gaze fell on the bag as he menaced towards her, grabbing her wrist tightly. “Nicholas, you're hurting me,” Juanita says, her eyes watering. “What did she have on you?!” He asks gently as Juanita struggles to get her hands freed. “Answer me!” He said, his voice thundering. “You know nothing about me!!” She says this, looking at Nicholas angrily. “So don't stand there and question me like some saint, which you're not!!!” She says she feels tears rolling down her cheeks. “No, you're wrong, Juanita! I know you, yes, I do!” He says it angrily. ”I know you're a charming chameleon!" Nicholas began, tightening his grip around her wrists as he pushed her to the wall. “I also know you're a greedy lowlife and a scheming pitshot,” he said, pushing her to the wall.

Bob Fisher opened his eyes gradually as they adjusted to the light.He tried to use his right hand to shield his eyes from the brightness but they were cuffed as he raised his left hand he felt a sting from the needle. “ Ouch!” He exclaimed, frowning. He raises them carefully this time as he tries to sit upright. “ Welcome back Mr Fisher.” The doctor said "holding a chart in hand." You've been sleeping for a while now, Thank God you made it" The doctor says smiling warmly. “How are you feeling?” He asked further. “Tired,” Bob said, using his left hand to feel his neck wound. “Any pain?” The doctor asks as he observes Bob and scribbles some notes on his chart. “Yes, My head hurts,” Bob said, relaxing his back a bit. “I'll ask the nurse to induce some extra painkillers,” The doctor says. “Youʼll be fit in two days, hopefully” He concludes putting his pen away. Bob knew that he wasnʼt safe outside the prison walls at least not yet. He was yet to figure out a plan to escape the loa