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King Lewis In Chicago Prison - the useless son of a Baker Chapter 28
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
King Lewis In Chicago Prison - the useless son of a Baker Chapter 29
~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
King Lewis In Chicago Prison - the useless son of a Baker Chapter 30
Officer Viviette didn't waste a second to head to CEO Connor's office, she was over the moon but she tried hard to hide it, though the little blush on her face gave her out.Bringing her to ask herself, was she happy because Lewis wasn't her attacker or that fair justice will be served?“When did he say this?” CEO Connor asked.“Not too long ago.”“Officer Viviette, you went against my order. Didn't you get my message?” CEO Connor asked, his face was void of any emotions.“But we were about to execute the wrong man, aren't you happy that we didn't make this big mistake?” “Happy?” he sighed, “All of them are equal.”But officer Viviette disagreed with that, she inwardly shook her head. Even though those prisoners have been termed as harmful people, she couldn't say that for Lewis. She always has a strange feeling when it comes to him and after this she should privately look into this matter.“We will reinvestigate the case again, and if it turns out that the original trial was wrong,
King Lewis In Chicago Prison - the useless son of a Baker Chapter 31
CEO Connor then turned to Lewis.“I need solid evidence that this man was with you that night.”Somehow, Lewis saw this coming, but he was not afraid because no matter what, they can't lie or hide forever. “How about we bring Chun Li? He was the master planner of this scheme,” Lewis threw CEO Connor a glance.“No, we are not bringing forth another inmate. Ten officers suspended their work for you,” he exhaled, “I told you what will happen if you don't succeed in this.”The officers had to sigh, they now looked pissed off that their boss had to listen to Lewis. CEO Connor turned to them and said, “Thanks for your time, you can go back to your duties.”They soon dispersed, leaving only Lewis, officer Viviette and the CEO in the mess hall.Officer Viviette jumped down from the table and cleared her throat. Really, she had been seated there because she thought she would recognise the officer but it didn't work out and now they had to find another way to clean this mess. Clearly looking,
King Lewis In Chicago Prison - the useless son of a Baker Chapter 32
Inside Nash's cell, he mounted his bed and scooched closer to the wall. His hands were shaking since he collected the paper from the pretty officer.Not cold or the weather, he was really anxious about...nothing.He threw a glance at Abuelo, he was reading a book on his bed.Then he inhaled and opened the paper. What? His face squeezed together as he read the note.What the fuck is he asking him to do? Impossible, fuck.Yes, in the past he took on this job only because he wanted to support his sister in Worcester but now that his sister went missing a long time ago, this job makes his skin crawl.Fuck! He squeezed the paper and leaned his head on the wall, this would be hard to do.“Fucking mama,” he muttered to himself.Why would he even tell him to do this?“Uh, did you talk to me?” Abuelo sniffled his mucus filled nostrils.His voice was heavily clouded with catarrh.Nash gritted his teeth as he looked at the old man.“No bitch! Why would I want to talk to a limpy man? Tsk.”Abue
King Lewis In Chicago Prison - the useless son of a Baker Chapter 33
Inside the surveillance room, warden Lee took his seat in front of the monitors while Nash stood motionless beside him.“What did you say you could do for me again?” Warden Lee asked the inmate that approached him out of nowhere.“I could make you happy,” Nash answered.Warden Lee smirked, “What do you know is happy?” he asked.“I-” he was cut off.“First, how can you make me happy?”Nash was sweating on his hands, “I will, I will give you a blow job.”Warden Lee was left speechless, however he couldn't show any emotions as he was wondering what gave this jughead the nerve to approach him at first.“Okay, I see you. For what?”Nash shook his head, “Nothing. I just admire you from afar,” this time he was able to look the warden into his eyes just to add spice to his lies.And really warden Lee couldn't wait to see what this small rat has in store.“Alright, get on your knees and move closer,” warden Lee commanded.Nash breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't really hard to convince the wa
King Lewis In Chicago Prison - the useless son of a Baker Chapter 1
In one of the most peaceful and serene coffee shops in Chicago, a man named Lewis was wiping the junks on his table. A black apron hung loosely on his waist, his flannel shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, his face carried the smiles of joy as this was winter season and because of the icy air, many customers will drop by today to grab a hot coffee.He whistled his favorite song as he cleaned the table with a fresh tablecloth. Lewis has no employees in his cafe, as of the reason that he could manage the shop alone. It was a small classical cafe with about six tables, some artistic paintings hung on the gypsum board. He placed them there to attract customers, so they won't get bored when drinking in his cafe, instead there is something to entertain their wandering eyes.The open sign was faced outside so he was officially opened. Sirens blared across the alley, and halted in front of Lewis's cafe. Lewis peered up seeing the white police car.“Oh! It's the bacon!” he said with a
King Lewis In Chicago Prison - the useless son of a Baker Chapter 2
~Unit 05, Chicago prison~Lewis was given his prison uniform and the sweet aroma of chicken masala was irresistible. He was taken to his unit, dressed in orange short sleeve and pants as the other prisoners. A bold No ‘167’ was taped at the back of his sleeve. Warden Lee came forward and unlocked his cuffs before pushing him forward into his unit. Inmates were peering through their rooms, the upper part of the doors was made of guard rails and the down part was totally covered with steel barrier. So, they screamed at Lewis from the railings.“Go, go mummy!” some shouted in mockery.Each room was fighting themselves to get a view of the new inmate.“Fathead! Let me guesh, he shitty his father!” an inmate with a British accent said and others bursted into laughter, enjoying humiliating their new prison mate.“Nah, dick! His father is dead, A fucking Baker!” another shouted.And as the noise came, it was quick to crawl away at the mention of ‘Baker’Inmates didn't dare to utter a word a
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