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

trust him or test him. That morning, Bull had chosen the second option.

“Look at him,” Bull said, turning slightly so the tables around him could hear. “New fish thinks he’s too good to blink.”

Evan’s first instinct was not anger. That was the part nobody in the cafeteria understood.

His first instinct was counting.

One breath in. One breath out. Shoulders continue reading …