“Officer Lee, can I ask you for a favor?” Officer Viviette walked inside the surveillance room where warden Lee was picking a popcorn while rotating in his reclining chair.His eyes were solemnly fixed on the large monitor and when he realized who had joined, he didn't bother to spare her a glance.“Officer Lee?” Officer Viviette called again when the man didn't respond.Warden Lee snapped his neck sideways, “What?! Why are you fucking calling my name like a dickwad?” Officer Viviette was shocked by his aggravated tone.“Wow, why are you raising your voice at me” she had to ask.The two had different jobs in the prison, and they have never posted them in the same place together and if they walked past each other, there wasn't anything to talk about as they weren't close work colleagues.Warden Lee sized her up with contempt lingering in his eyes.“What the fuck do you want?” Officer Viviette who was still hanging half outside the door and half inside sighed in tiredness. She inser
Inside the infirmary, Officer Viviette couldn't help but feel restless about the current situation.She rested in her office chair while looking at the ceiling. One of her hands is scraping the surface of her desk with the tip of a pen. Why is she having a negative feeling about all these?She suddenly stood up and took her black cap before locking the door behind her. ****~CEO office, Chicago prison~A light knock on the door.“Who is that?” CEO Connor asked from inside.“Officer Viviette, sir.”He sighed, “Come in.”She opened the door and stepped in. Then put on a casual smile.“Any problem, officer Vi?” The man paused writing to give her focus.“No that serious sir. Do you have spare time? I would like to discuss some certain things?” Officer Viviette.There was a brief silence as CEO Connor gave it a quick thought. Then he pointed towards the opposite chair, “Please sit down.”“Thank you,” she sat down with a smile.“What is it that you want to discuss?” CEO Connor dropped hi
Early in the morning, inmates jugged around the courtyard, doing their morning exercise. Lewis has not been allowed contact with the others for a while now so when they saw him handcuffed wrist to ankle, they halted and plastered on the courtyard net to watch him.It was just a normal cool with the sun still hiding behind the clouds and the fog from last night cleared up before dawn. Two police men with assault rifles held Lewis on the elbow as they escorted him to the jail van.Words had gone round since that night, it is widely known that Lewis murdered one of the top inmates and not only would he face the consequences of the law but the inmates were seriously cheering for his death.Some of them picked rocks and tried hurling it outside the net but it was not possible.“Son of a mongrel”“Cut that dickhead limpy!”“I swear, you better don't come back to gen Pop! I will kill you myself!”“Fuck you Baker!”They sounded aggravated. Death was a normal thing in Chicago prison but the in
~Court room, Chicago~After acknowledging the judge, the opening speech was read before the judge commenced his speech.“In today's trial, the murderer of James Yuri will face the law and its judgment. Can the accused stand please?” the judge ordered.Lewis stood up and clasped his hands. “Mr. Lewis Baker you are guilty for murdering James Yuri and therefore, by the power of the law and in the belief of true justice, you are therefore sentenced to death by hanging,” the judge ordered.The crowd muttered among themselves. James' relatives and friends cheered because finally justice was served.“Court adjourned!” The judge knocked the gravel. Then the members stood up in honor for the judge to exit.After that, they started dispersing, leaving the room as they entered. Lewis stood motionless in the accused box.Finally, it happened, he thought.He looked around the room and locked eyes with Duke who was approaching him with an inexpressive face.“Mr. Lewis, it's me again, Duke.”He off
“Boss, I heard that fish was sentenced to death, I don't have to do the job again, right?” Nash approached Chun Li in the flight of stairs when he was going downstairs to have a cigarette.“What? Come here,” his voice was deep and smoky.Nash fidgeted but he knew better not to waste time, so he drew closer to Chun Li.“Do you know that all deaths are not the same? There is different pain for each death and there are levels to these pains,” he puffed smoke into the air.“Now, when he dies through legal execution, he dies peacefully with the Lord, because men who serve God will pray and have him to repent before execution. But when he dies by the blade of this dagger, he dies with his sins and the blood of an innocent man,” Chun Li explained with all seriousness.He pinched Nash on the cheek making him contour his face in pain.“Do you see the difference now?” he asked.“Ye-ye-yes!” Nash cried.“And if you really want to join my gang, this is your assignment. I believe you know what hap
IN ADVANCE: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. ANY NAME, PLACES, SCENES RESEMBLANCE TO REALITY IS COINCIDENTAL AND STRAIGHT OUT OF AUTHOR'S IMAGINATION.“It's....I just want to hack into this surveillance. Uhm, I work there actually, here is my batch and there has been a case recently which I am trying to work on.” officer Viviette explained.The tech guy with a relaxed face gave her time to express herself before replying, “Which correctional institution?” the guy asked.“Chicago prison.”The guy momentarily zoned out before picking a flier from his desk, he surveyed it and handed it to Viviette.Viviette reluctantly took it, she turned it around only to view something that shattered her heart into million pieces. Her face ashened.The guy cracked his knuckles and said, “Townsfolk have been offered bucks to get claws on Lewis once they see him.”“Ho-how how?” Viviette stammered.“I know what brought you here and you must know that we receive every news about what transpired inside that jug.
When she got to the office, she unlocked the door and stepped in. The heater was on, and immediately she felt the warmth, she had to lean her back on the door for a minute before exhaling heavily.Then she started rummaging her drawer for the key to the drug center. It was next door beside her. She found the key and stood in front of the door.Staff were not ordinarily allowed in there, the door is only opened every Saturdays to refill drugs or on days inmates were released and they would need them to sign a paper or on rare days death row inmates are to be executed like Lewis.She sighed before unlocking the door. The coolness of the placid room chilled her, and the white ambience added to the fresh smell of mint. They sprayed nontoxic substances to mask the smell of drugs.Immediately she went to the file holder and searched through. It didn't take time to find Lewis's file. She exhaled again, perhaps she should carry this to her office and read. They are yet to install a CCTV in h
~DR ward, Chicago prison~An officer in charge of DR inmates dragged Lewis in his oversized white pants. Yesterday, after he was sent to the DR [death row] ward, they provided a new uniform for him, specially made for DR inmates. It was a white bogo vest with ‘DR’ engraved on the back, and oversized pants with a rubber white sandal.The belief is that dressing in an all white uniform will get them to recognize their sins and repent before execution.Now, there was no smile on Lewis's face as the officer took him to the viewing room.It was a large overhead pond with lots of colorful fishes in it. Lewis stood there for a minute and got bored real quick, not that the view interested him but then his eyes fell on one of the windows lining up at the opposite second floor.Someone was peeking out of it and he could see the person.Officer Viviette.She raised her index finger to shush him, silently telling him not to talk.He gulped before throwing a look at the guard who stood on the exi