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

stood near the serving line with his tray clutched to his chest like a shield.

Evan lowered his hands slowly. “He spilled coffee.”

Cline stared at him. “That all?”

Evan looked down at Bull, who was trying to stand while pretending his wrist did not hurt. “No, Sergeant. But that’s where it started.”

Cline’s eyes narrowed. He had worked Red Ridge long enough continue reading …