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

hear his name through concrete. “He decides who sits where, who gets left alone, who gets worked over. Guards don’t like him, but they like riots less.”

Evan sat on the edge of the top bunk and listened to the distant coughs, the shouts, the doors clanging shut down the tier. He had been in tournaments across the country. He had sparred men faster than continue reading …