“Callaso.” Jasper responded. “Do you know him?”
“I cannot be sure yet.” Dean said, as he sent a quick text to the cops in charge of Rob's case.When he looked up, Jasper was looking at him with a strange expression. “You look good. You look really good.” He said in wonder.Dean shook his head and smiled sadly. Then he launched into a long explanation, bringing Jasper up to speed with everything that had happened to him so far.The more he told, the more incredulous Jasper looked. Dean tried to hurry through the details as fast as he could. There was a time limit to every prison visit.Jasper had both hands supporting his chin by the time Dean was done. Dean sat back and watched his reaction. He understood it to some extent. He believed the reason he had not freaked out yet was because he had not had a peaceful moment to really think about it.Everything had moved fast since that night he got ouDean sighed. Not again, Not today!He maintained a calm expression though, and walked around her to open his front door. He had forgotten how persistent Lyda can be. He should have known she would not back off easily. He went in, she followed him and closed the door behind. He hoped she would not try any of that seduction trick today. He went to the room and confirmed the painting was still hanging on the wall. “What do you want Lyda?” He said as he stepped out. She looked calm, not as distressed as she did yesterday. “Why did you not tell me you were leaving for another woman?” She asked.“What?”“I worried something was wrong with me.” She said dropping her purse on a nearby couch. “I really thought something was seriously wrong with me, that is why you could not like me even though you were single and straight.” Dean kept looking at her.“Why did you
“A serving for five this evening. Everyone will be home.” Florenza said to the cook.“Yes ma'am.” The cook responded.Florenza wanted to say something, but she hesitated and kept quiet. She walked out of the kitchen and hurried upstairs. The maids looked away when they saw her coming. Florenza pressed her lips together. They blamed her for what happened. She saw it in their eyes. They all acted coldly towards her, and two more people had resigned.She went back upstairs to Alanna, and they continued their lessons. At least, the child was her usual warm and friendly self around her. She wondered how the child would treat her though if she knew and understood what happened.She doubted she would remain this friendly if she did.She had not had one good night's sleep since she heard that scream and gunshot. Her guilt became worse when Rhoda went missing. In her heart, she knew something bad had happened to her, but she did not want to believe it.Perhaps the girl had decided to resi
Leilani crouched low. Despite the painkillers, despite the fact that she'd lost the baby for days now, her belly still cramped painfully.She winced as she turned to her side on the bed.Her nurse was busy watching television, ignoring her completely. The woman hated her gut now. No one found out that the nurse had been drugged, the monster thought she was careless and punished her severely. She hated Leilani for this and was extra high handed with her.Leilani silently watched her now. The nurse turned suddenly. “Lost something?” She frowned angrily. “Why are you staring?”Leilani winced as her belly twisted again. “I need painkillers. My belly hurts.” She managed to get out. The nurse scoffed at her and looked away. Leilani closed her eyes as the pain enveloped her body. She should have known the woman would not help. She clutched the bed sheet and clenched as the pain coursed through her body and seized her thigh, back and pelvis in a vicious grip. When the pain dropped again
The prison warden ran his baton over the bars of each prison gate, barking out orders. "Up, up. You lazy lot." Dean hurriedly got down from his bunk bed. He grabbed the orange coloured shirt hanging on the edge and hurried out through the iron securtuty gates that had been flung open."Get in line, Get in line." Another warden commanded.The inmates quickly formed a line and were marched outside. Here each man went about his business, exercising, idle conversations or causing trouble when the officers were not looking.Dean looked up at the sky and inhaled deeply. The sky was clear and blue and the air felt fresh. "Enjoying your last day here, huh" Jasper said beside him. Dean looked down at one of the few friends he had here."I'm gonna miss you man." He said with a tight smile. He could not openly show emotions although he felt them. He could not afford to be seen as a sissy here."I will too." Jasper said, and surprised Dean by wrapping his arms around him in a hug. His head res
Dean stood up angrily and turned to face the man. Yanking his shirt, he swung his fist and punched his jaw. He watched the man's eyes roll back in his head and punched him again. This time boxing him near his ears. He tossed the man away as soon as he went limp in his hands. Then he turned and fought the other men."Stop Dean." He heard Jasper say and he finally came back to his senses. A deep sense of sadness washed over him. He knew instinctively he would not be going home tomorrow. As he turned to walk away, he felt something cold pierce his side. At first he felt nothing except harsh breathing against his neck. He turned to see Marshall was staring back with excited eyes like an insane man.Then he finally felt the pain. Dean looked down and saw the knife buried in his stomach, only the hilt was visible. "I swore you will never leave this place." Marshall said. Dean's legs gave way under him and he came down with a heavy loud crash. His sight became blurry but he could still
Three inmates who had been chosen at random came out and testified against Dean one after the other, he was not surprised. But he was left speechless nonetheless.Till the last moment, when he saw the look between Marshall and his mother, he never thought this could happen.He never thought people could lie and testify against him so badly. Were they bribed or threatened?"You can ask Jasper." Dean said after the last witness was escorted away. "Your little friend will always lie for your sake." Marshall said."The way your little friends just did right?" Dean fired back. "Enough." The Chief barked. "How dare you? In my presence?" He glared angrily at them."1722, it is a shame that you were so close to leaving this place." The Chief said looking at Dean with disappointment. "You have two options. You can either ask for forgiveness and only face punishment from us. Or you don't beg for forgiveness and have the estimable Marshalls press charges against you." He said. "Those charges
Dean had difficulty believing what they just said."You cannot mean that?" He said in disbelief. Leilani loved this child as fiercely as he did. From the moment she first held her, the plan was to adopt the baby as a couple, as soon as possible. "We have not seen her." The oldest Reverend Sister said, looking at him with kind eyes. Dean felt sad. The mockery from others, and his fear must be true then. Leilani did not come for any of his court hearings, never visited him in prison, and completely abandoned Alanna who was supposed to be their child. He did not know which hurt him the most. Leilani abandoning him, or Alanna."I thought Alanna would have been adopted by now." Dean asked."She has not bonded with any family. In fact, you are the only one she has favored with a smile in years." The Reverend Sister explained. The two other sisters nodded in agreement.Dean wanted to ask some more questions but decided not to. He stood up abruptly and said he would be back. He went out
"We will play 36:1" The man announced as he resumed his seat at the table. Dean stood closely behind him."What is this? What do you take us for, bringing this filth to the table.""This is an insult to us.""My God, he stinks. Get him out of here." One of the men made gestures to his guards. The guards had begun walking angrily towards Dean when the old man gave them a dark look. The guards froze in their tracks."He is with me. If you don't like that you can leave." He said."You really think a gutter rat will help you win?" One of the rich men asked."Just be a good sport and accept your losses. We all have bad days too." Another advised."That's right." Two other men agreed. But the old man completely ignored them and the game began. He staked the exact amount he had lost so far, ten million.Dean won the first game. Even though he had been confident he could win, he was still shocked. The old man just smiled as the room went silent. He motioned for Dean to play again. By th