The Prison Bully Poured Coffee on the Quiet New Inmate! He Didn’t Know Who He Was Testing…

for a place that punished softness quickly.

“You don’t want to make eye contact with Bull Dixon,” Nate whispered after lights-out. “Not unless he talks to you first.”

Evan slid Maya’s photograph under his thin mattress. “He run the block?”

“Bull thinks he runs everything breathing on this side of the fence.” Nate glanced toward the bars as if Bull might continue reading …