As the police vehicle rumbled through the city streets towards the station, Romeo's mind churned with a whirlwind of emotions. He couldn't shake the feeling of injustice that gnawed at him, nor the weight of the accusations looming over his head like a dark cloud.Upon arrival at the police station, Romeo was escorted through the bustling corridors, the clinking of his handcuffs echoed in the sterile atmosphere. Eyes followed him as he was led towards Inspector Bachmann's office, anticipation and tension was no doubt thick in the air.When they reached the door marked with the inscription "Inspector Bachmann," the police officer leading him halted abruptly, his hand raised in a salute. "Sir, this man has been accused of murder," he announced solemnly, his voice carried the weight of the accusation.Inspector Bachmann's eyes widened in surprise as he glanced up from his desk, his gaze locking onto Romeo's troubled expression.He felt a knot in his stomach as he wasn't prepared for Ro
As Romeo was escorted from Inspector Bachmann's office, the weight of his predicament continued to bear down on him like a suffocating cloak. The police officer leading him, Sergeant Braun, walked with a purposeful stride, with his eyes scanning the surroundings for any potential threats. The bustling corridors of the police station seemed to close in around them, the echoes of their footsteps drowned out by the hum of activity. The air was heavy with tension, and Romeo could feel the weight of scrutiny from every pair of eyes that followed their progress.As they approached the entrance to the prison facility, the atmosphere changed drastically. The sterile corridors of the police station gave way to dimly lit hallways lined with steel bars and heavy doors. The scent of sweat and despair hung thick in the air, a tangible reminder of the harsh realities of incarceration.Horrible-looking convicts shuffled past, their hardened faces twisted into sneers or blank masks of resignatio
As the brute's hand gripped Stanley's shoulder, the room fell silent, tension crackling in the air like static electricity. Stanley's trembling hands clutched his tray, his eyes wide with fear as it dawned on him that his attempt to walk past the brute blocking his path was a bad idea."You have the guts to walk past me while everyone gave me a standing ovation?" The brute's voice rumbled like distant thunder, low and menacing. With a swift motion, he delivered a punch to Stanley's unsuspecting face, which made his head to crash violently on the floor with a sickening thud."But I was very hungry," Stanley protested weakly, his voice barely audible over the din of the chow hall. Another punch followed, blood spattering onto the cold linoleum floor as Stanley's lip split open."Please spare me, I will not do that again," Stanley begged, his words were muffled by the blood pooling in his mouth. But the brute showed no mercy, raining down blow after merciless blow upon the defenseles
"I am not a kid," Romeo protested, but before he could say another word, the brute's massive hand shot out, shoving Romeo backwards with enough force to send him stumbling.Caught off guard, Romeo staggered backward, his arms windmilling as he fought to regain his balance. But before he could steady himself, the brute delivered a powerful headbutt, with the force of the blow slamming into Romeo's forehead with a sickening thud.Pain exploded behind Romeo's eyes as stars danced in his vision, his world spinning as he stumbled backwards, his feet tangling beneath him. With a cry of alarm, he flailed wildly, his arms windmilling as he fought to stay upright.But it was no use. The force of the headbutt had been too much, and Romeo's legs gave out beneath him, sending him crashing to the floor in a heap. His back hit the cold linoleum with a dull thud, the impact knocking the wind from his lungs as he lay there, stunned and gasping for breath.Around him, the chow hall erupted into lau
Two days later, Romeo found himself seated quietly in a dark, smelly cell, his incarceration in the unfavorable environment was a much harsher situation compared to the chaos that unfolded at the chow hall. This was a punishment for engaging in a duel with the brute and it sure weighed heavily on him, as did the constant presence of mosquitoes that buzzed around the cramped space. Despite the discomfort, Romeo endured, he knew he had to, he knew he had to keep his head straight even in this trying time.As he swatted futilely at the persistent insects, Romeo couldn't shake the nagging feeling that his incarceration was more than just a coincidence, he was at the wrong place at the wrong time.The thought gnawed at him, casting doubt on the circumstances that led him to this grim place. Was it possible that his imprisonment was planned? Was there someone pulling the strings behind the scenes?Did Miss Chen actually commit suicide?He had expected the autopsy to be concluded within t
The stunned silence that followed Romeo's swift retaliation was short-lived. As the other police officers processed the sudden turn of events, their shock quickly morphed into outrage and indignation. How dare this insolent prisoner strike one of their own?With grim determination etched on their faces, the officers wasted no time in retaliating. They reached for their batons, their movements synchronized in a collective show of force.Romeo, however, was prepared. His years of military training had honed his reflexes to a razor-sharp edge, and he met the onslaught with a calm resolve.As the first officer swung his baton towards Romeo's head, he deftly ducked under the blow, his movements were marked with fluidity and precision. With a swift counterattack, Romeo delivered a powerful punch to the officer's gut, causing him to double over in pain.Before the other officers could react, Romeo swiftly disarmed another with a well-timed kick to the knee, sending him crashing to the gro
Inspector Bachmann shook his head firmly. "No."Romeo eyed him skeptically. "Are you sure?" he pressed on, his suspicion was evident in his tone."Come on Romeo, more than just a policeman, I am a man of integrity and I value people's privacy. By the way, you are just a suspect of a crime and not a culprit, coupled with that I hold you in a high regard, why would I suspect any of your calls?" Inspector Bachmann defended himself with a hint of exasperation.Romeo quickly scanned through the missed calls and voice notes, relieved to see that none had been marked as read, indicating that none had been listened to.Inspector Bachmann's honesty struck a chord with Romeo, and he found himself developing a newfound respect for the man."Can you please excuse me for a minute?" Romeo requested, needing a moment to collect his thoughts."Sure. But don't be gone for too long," Inspector Bachmann replied, his tone firm yet understanding.Finding a quiet corner within the police station, Romeo dia
With adrenaline coursing through his veins, Romeo navigated the labyrinthine corridors of the prison facility, his senses heightened as he followed the echo of screams. Each step brought him closer to the source of the distress, his heart pounding in rhythm with the urgency of his mission.As he rounded a corner, the cacophony of violence grew louder, guiding him towards a dimly lit closet tucked away in a secluded corner of the prison. With bated breath, Romeo pushed open the door, revealing a scene of brutality that made his blood run cold.Two of the brute's enforcers stood over Stanley, their fists raining down on him with merciless force. Stanley's desperate cries for help pierced the air, a haunting symphony of pain and fear."What the fuck is this? Help!" Stanley's voice echoed off the walls, pleading for salvation.Romeo's muscles tensed with fury as he charged at the enforcers, his primal instincts driving him forward with unbridled rage. But the enforcers were quick to e