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

the serving line. He could hear a plastic fork drop three tables away. He could hear someone draw in a breath and hold it. The man holding the empty paper cup smiled like he had just taught a lesson.

Terrence Dixon stood over Evan with one hand still lifted, thick fingers curled around the crumpled cup. In Red Ridge, most men called him Bull. He had continue reading …