Melody showed up at the prison to see Jones immediately Gaston was transferred, but she has no idea about the transfer. She might have given up on Gaston as his lawyer, but Jones didn't as a brother and since Melody was also Jones' lawyer, She was being tugged back to everything.But believing the evidence that Gaston killed the attorney general was more like a burden taken away. Despite her regrets if Gaston is been killed.“You know this is wrong.” Melody, who was seated opposite to Jones in the visiting room said. “Jones… This doesn't seem right. Gaston is an anchor, all he does is drag people down with him.” She continued blabbering as if Jones was even going to change his mind and if he did change his mind, that won't bail him out of prison. There was no fast legal method to get it done than Jones' plan.“What if you were sent to a different prison. Huh? What could you have done?” Melody asked with pity written all over her face.“I will be doing the same thing I'm doing here. E
Jones joined Kenny as they walked towards the Chow Hall after the Chow call was made by one of the guards in charge. The Chow Hall was full of tables and benches, most of it were completely filled. And at the extreme of the hall was a deserted canteen crowded with inmates in a single row. Jones took a seat opposite to Kenny as the prisoners slowly made their way into the canteen, where the food was served. The appetite was gone. One could definitely lose appetite with such foods, but they had no option than to eat whatever they were given. Jones doesn't really fancy that idea of losing appetite, but he did, and it was as a result of Gaston's execution date cemented to his brain like an embedded steel rod. He came in here to save him, but it seemed like his enemies were one step ahead. But who are the enemies? What if Jones was wrong about this all? This was the question Melody asked him, and he couldn't provide an answer. Rather, he knocked off that idea of being wrong and was foc
Jones didn't expect his flawless plan to be ruin like that. He did not plan just to fail, and he was never going to rest until he save Gaston. The dysfunctional idea of love for his brother was illogical.“I totally misjudged you, Mr. Jones. I never really thought you were the desperate type.” The Warden said waiting for Officer Alex and the other guard to leave before warning Jones in a stern tone.“We don't tolerate such insolence behavior in here. Do I make myself clear?” He warned.“I really don't know what you're talking about, Warden.” Jones replied, putting on a face of someone who was really ignorant of all that was happening.“Don't play those tricks with me. You are planning an escape and for that, you will spend 80 days in the hole. That's your punishment.” The Warden said as he stood up subsequently and signed off the file. Once such files are signed, they can't be revoke easily. And the Warden was never trying to revoke anything. He was turned down by Jones when he needed
There was a sense of magnificence felt when Melody and her secretary worked into her office. The office room was spacious, with dropped ceilings and ornate moldings. The walls were painted in a deep shade of tan, perfected by the well-lit glasses at the window offering an amazing view outward.Melody sat on her desk. The table was cluttered with files and a large computer monitor sitting prominently at the center of the desk.“Have your seat.” Melody said, and her secretary sat on the chair opposite to Melody.“What's the confidential information you can't share through the phone?” Melody asked as she pulled the large file on her left side. The file was the largest among all the files in the desk. It was large enough to cover Melody's brass nameplate.“It was concerning Gaston.” The secretary said. Melody stopped multitasking and listened carefully to whatever her secretary had to say.“A guy with blonde hair, dressed in a professional suit. He was like a lawyer, I can't really say he
Melody felt bad for not believing Jones at first. She thought Jones was being desperate, but after seeing everything from the perspective she had always ignored. She came to the realization that Gaston might be innocent after all, but she needs tangible evidence if she really want the case to be reopened.“I have connected every dot and this is all I got. You don't have this evidence, I'm very certain of that.” The blonde man said, pointing towards the large board filled with pictures and some other evidence. All the pictures, the names, and pieces of files were all connected to one point.Melody stepped forward and observed everything carefully. “You didn't tell us your name.” Kate said, fixing her brown eyes onto the blonde man.“Call me Ramon and you are…?” Ramon said with an attractive voice.“I'm Kate.” She said, smiling.“Nice meeting you, Kate,” Ramon said as he shook hands with her and added, “A nice name for a beautiful girl. That's amazing" “I will take that as a complimen
The sound of gunshots echoed through the porch as the two burly men faced off against the shooters. The tension in the air was palpable as they both stood with their guns drawn, ready to fire at any moment.A bullet plunged through from one of the windows and struck the man who approached their friend who was shot. The bullet stopped on his ballistic vest.“Everybody go down!!” He yelled out instantly and everyone fell to their knees.Ramon limped towards the couch Kate was sitting on before and used that as a cover as he shoved a handgun from his suit trousers. “You both stay down. Don't move an inch.” He said, and another gun blast pierced through the windows causing all the glasses to shatter. Ramon looked at Melody in sympathy as the shooters kept firing. It was a non-stopping fire, making them to be less defensive.He crawled to her and held her down as the ceaseless firing remained unbreakable. One of the burly men beckoned on the other man to stand down. One of them went behin
The view Jones got when he looked through the window of the cell provided an ever-present reminder of how much he needed to get outside those walls.The plan was simple as removing the bars from the windows, climbing through and letting themselves down to the ground level. This was an alternative plan he was able to deploy since Gaston was no longer in Atlad prison. So, using his initial plan was close to been impossible and time-wasting.“That's going to take months to remove. This isn't goin' work.” Kenny said as he slammed the hammer to the wall before them forcefully. They were able to get access to the storeroom, where most of the works are done.J-kill hired Jones so that they'd execute their plan flawlessly. It was all Jones proposal to join the Union Work in order to get the required tools. But Kenny was hired by the Warden to keep an eye on Jones. Everything was going accordingly as planned.“What? Did you lie to me? Huh?” J-kill asked as he dropped his hammer and walked tow
Two days after they started executing the escape plan, they were able to create a hole behind the toilet since the wall was just too easy to get through.They have to wait on Jones' signal before escaping. So Jones gave them the precise time to go through the hole after their usual work at the storeroom.Meanwhile, Jones spent most of his time in preparing something they had no idea about and when they asked what it was, he just told them it was a chemical that could aid their escape.Jones showed each of them what to do and how to go about it. They made dummies in their beds, but it was brought out after the first counting by the guards.Matt and Terry's cell were downstairs, so they will have to execute their escape plan after the second counting, it was all Jones plan to avoid being caught.Jones maneuvered his body through the hole created behind the cell toilet. Kenny followed suit as they dropped to a basement.“They are not here.” Kenny said, while nervously hitting his knuckle
Jones' eyes widened when he saw Jason unleashing a gun, with his hand on the trigger guard already. And in a split second, a whip-crack sound exploded out of the barrel.“Jones!!!!!!” Kenny yelled at the top of his voice when he saw Jones pacing towards Jason, immediately the gun was fired.Coming to the realization that the gun shot he heard was fired towards Kenny. He quickly lunged at Jason.They both crashed to the ground together, rolled together through the wet, dirt, and the thorns and the broken branches, tearing and punching and growling at each other. A large tree root hit Jones in the head, making his ears to ring. Jones got more advantageous with the punches as they rolled down the broken branches.Jason was looking rashly for his pocket gun but couldn't remember where it had fallen. Another resounding punch came from Jones and he couldn't block it.Jason held him as he rolled, making Jones to roll on alongside. They rolled down the hill, the world flipping and flipping
J-kill and Paul ran into an unknown direction, paving through the dense forest. As they stormed through the forest, it morphed into a large open space, cluttered with rocks of different sizes. Paul had no idea about where they were headed, he just had to follow J-kill like a puppet.“Com'on, we're getting close.” J-kill beckoned and started running towards an unpaved road surfaced with gravel. The more they get closer, the more a noticeable grin masked Paul's face. For more than three years, he had never felt such a tender joy.“Is that it?” Paul asked when they stopped running.“Yes! That's our way out. We're out of this forest. Woah,” J-kill yelled.With Paul's eyebrows scrunched up, he asked, “you know about this escape route all these while?”“I think I do, I just don't remember the way. I had to think.” He answered and walked briskly towards the gravel road. They wandered through the road, though J-kill wasn't feeling hopeful, Paul was consumed with zestfulness, that he was fina
“This is FBI, you're completely surrounded, Surrender now!” Came a voice from a megaphone as they close on Jones and the rest of the prisoners, who were still alive. They didn't expect everything to turn out this way, the deaths and everything happening was never close to what Jones planned.Jones and the escaped prisoners were taking cover with the stolen car, while the FBI agents were closing on them from both side. If they should keep running at the open space that lead to the forest, there's a high chance they won't make it there without getting shot.And there is no other option better than surrendering, and Jones wasn't ready to go back to prison. If they are caught as it seems like, they might not get thrown into Atlad prison again. What fate awaits them?“Does that mean, I will be thrown into the same prison as my brother? Is he even in any prison? Why is it not known to public! Dammit,” Jones doesn't know what to believe anymore. He was having mixed feelings and feeling bad w
A Boeing 747 flew over and landed safely on the helipad. The cool mist splashed Melvin Otani's face as he walked out through the door of the jumbo jet.The roaring sound of the jet engine rushed through his ear as the door to the plane shoved open.Hundreds of men in suits fell into a line immediately the door of the jet was open, they had a badge attached to their suit.The badge on their suit was an indication of loyalty to Melvin Otani. Once the loyalty of a recruit is perceived to be without pretense and remorse, they are accepted to serve.While they were anticipating his presence, Joan and five burly men, stepped out. Melvin was behind them, walking in a lordly manner as usual.The whole building, attached to the helipad, was owned by Melvin Otani and no intruder has been able to invade the location. Even the government still doesn't have any idea about Melvin's movement. He comes into the country and leave like the ghost he was. The walking living ghost as known by everyone.“W
Melody briskly walked out of the brick building. It was an old building that had an undeniable serenity. The fusty nosegay of age and quietness embraced her as she walked through the environment.There were drawings imprinted on the walls of the building, but they all seemed to have faded away along the design layers.Despite its deteriorated state, the whole building and the environment had the peace the other world craved.“Hey Melody,” Ramon waved at her and walked towards her.“How's your man, uhm…Chris?” She asked without staring at him. She felt bad and didn't like how she was feeling despite being in a safe place. She tried comforting herself that all seemed to be fine, but she was merely betraying her true feelings.“Oh, Yeah, he's getting better.” He exhaled heavily, before throwing the question he had always wanted to ask since they got the news about Jones escaping. “Why did Jones hire you as his lawyer?”She hiked her head up and stared in surprised at him. She never expec
Jones and the other escaped prisoners were still running at a fast pace through the woods. They are tired, sweaty and breathing heavily. “I knew it. I knew it will get to this. Everything is just fucked up.” Kenny said, slowing down his pace.“I never wanted to join the escape. I—I… I really don't want any of this.” Kenny stammered, trying to catch his breath. He was clearly close to despair. With that, Jones and the other prisoners stopped running.“How long are we going to keep running?” Paul asked out of frustration.Everyone was tired and frustrated. They trusted Jones' plan, but it seemed like everything was going south. They got found before, and they believe the police will find them again if they don't get out of the woods now.Jones had to deploy a new escape plan the very moment he found out that his brother was not in Atlad prison. So his former plan had a means of getting them out of the woods with ease, but since they weren't using his initial plan, it was going to be d
Detective Jason stood with a group of armed police officers at the edge of the forest. Armored cars and patrol cars were parked everywhere. Forensics roamed around with files.“Here's all we found.” One of the forensics said and handed over a document to Jason. He took the document with the stacks of photos of the escaped prisoners. He first looked at a photo of Jones' face, trailing it down to his body.“An Architect, right?” He asked and Officer Alex, who was beside him, nodded affirmatively.“Why is the occupation showing unemployed? He is supposed to be working for different companies and such people ain't expect to take bad turns accidentally. Hmmm,” He peered through his sunglasses at a photo of Jones' body tentatively. After staring for long and getting no glimpse of anything, he sighed and ordered the FBI unit to set a perimeter, so that Jones and the other prisoners couldn't elude the arrest, since he believed they were still in the forest.During his drive to his office, a
The Warden paced forth and back in his office, thinking frantically about what to do, while Officer Alex just stood there with his brown eyes peering down in a confused state. “Do you have any idea of the consequences of what you've done?” The Warden spoke out, but still walking around, looking confused as well.He just couldn't control all that was happening. He felt gullible, trusting that silky voice of Jones and falling prey to his plans.“I thought you were to be trusted. What happened to all the trust I had in you? The faith, everything I have taught you all these years we've been working together.” He added, breathe out heavily and finally took his seat.“Sir Aaron, I didn't…" Officer Alex was interrupted before he could even utter the next word.“Don't address me by my name. Address me like everyone else, you've lost the trust. So don't ever!!” Warden Aaron said with his forefinger gesturing a no.“Sir… Sorry, Warden,” Alex paused for a while, “I didn't do it. I will never a
The inmates flee through the woods speedily as the cool breeze brushed their faces. They were able to see clearly now, since the sun was just starting to rise, but not fully set.Jones pushes branches of trees that were covered with dew as they made their way through the huge forest. His cheeks were already red as a result from the exertion, and his blue prison suit was soaked with sweat and water from the trees.From the way they were panting, it was obvious they had been running for hours, and they didn't even stop for a moment despite there was a need to.The prison guards didn't stop chasing them, so they had the chance of resting. They kept tracking them with the use of dogs, and dogs barking always raised an awareness of the guards' proximity to them. They seem to be on the trail of the escaped prisoners. “Come on! Jones,” Kenny gasped to Paul, who paused to catch his breath. He was so exhausted, but he had to keep running if he wanted to escape. He took to his feet and joined