"We had a perfect plan in motion but noooo you all just had to blow it up! UGH FUCK! IT'S SO FUCKING FRUSTRATING! Sigh but oh well, now y'all made me use my last resort I didn't want it to end this way but so be it! YOU ALL BROUGHT THIS UPON YOURSELF!" I shouted, my voice laced with fury and frustration. I could hardly contain the rage simmering within me.The betrayers looked at each others for a second before bursting out laughing "Hahahah what is this bitch talking?"Laughter rippled through the cell block as the tension gave way to a shared, sinister amusement. Even I couldn't help but join in the cacophony of hilarity, fully aware that soon they are going to beg for the mercy I won't give."HHAHAHAHAHA, yes, laugh all you want now!" I bellowed through my laughter, clapping my hands fast.The other inmates hurled insults and jeers my way, but I faced their mockery with a wide smile and an undercurrent of amusement as I calmly made my way up the stairs to my cell. Edun, as usual, s

"Yes, let's." the warden concurred.As I prepared to commence, I casually crossed my legs, setting the scene for what I was about to reveal. "I've been in this juvenile prison for around 1 and a half months and throughout serving my time I managed to create a gang and rise to be the second strongest. But a huge obstacle stood before me like an unbreakable shield-The Bear gang."Leslie, his mouth intentionally agape, interjected sarcastically, "Wow~ Bobby you bad boy~"I smiled a little and continued, "Yea alright bro... As I was saying, there is no way I can destroy that shield now that I lost my swords. A month ago, right after leaving your office, warden, I was brutally beaten by my own fucking men, and that was the moment I believed the war was lost...or so I thought. After being released from the hospital a month later I was hopeless and was ready to admit defeat. But then I remembered my greatest weapon. I don't need swords when I have cannons!"Leslie again looked at me proudly,

The guard met my gaze with an inspecting look and simply replied, "Follow me."He proceeded to swing open the heavy exit door, leading me through a labyrinth of echoing hallways and gloomy corridors, guiding me to my destination.Upon arriving, he brought me to a nondescript door, which he promptly unlocked. Stepping inside, he informed one of the guards about my presence and then turned to me, instructing, "Go inside."I let out a deep sigh, resigned to my fate, and muttered, "Fine," before taking my first tentative step into the 9th cell block.As I entered, the other inmates immediately noticed my arrival, and a hushed murmur spread throughout the block. One of them hastily rushed upstairs, undoubtedly to alert Damir.Positioning myself in the center of the ground floor, I waited anxiously for Damir to appear. After a few tense moments, he emerged from his cell, leaning against the rail of the first floor, peering down at me with a mix of curiosity and skepticism. "What brings you

In truth, I doubt I even slept for three hours, given tomorrow's event that weighed on my mind. Failing this mission would mean not only losing the opportunity to recruit Damir and many formidable men but also losing the respect of Leslie, Arden, and all those who followed me. It would also harden my ability to break free from Nash's grasp and expand my business, as he'd promptly replace me with a superior supplier. I understood that everything was connected, and a single failure would turn into my downfall.After several hours of persistent overthinking, I eventually fell asleep. Two hours later, at 6 AM, the loud alarm jolted me, along with all the juvenile inmates.I sprang out of bed, feeling as though I hadn't slept at all. Oddly, I wasn't fatigued, perhaps because the adrenaline kept me alert and focused.I hurried to the bathroom to relieve myself and brush my teeth. Once finished, I quietly made my way to the warden's office making sure nobody saw me.Upon entering, I immediat

Upon reaching the ninth cell block, I quickly made my way to my cell and lay down. While I was chilling in my cell I knew I needed to continue with my plan so just minutes after laying down I sighted and left it, ascending a formation of stairs, eventually reaching Damir's cell."Yo bro, imma go check up on the new guys, I can even invite them in your gang if you want," I casually asked Damir, who was engrossed in a TV series."Yeah, sure," he replied, waving me off, still absorbed in his show.With a sly grin, I descended the stairs and approached one of the guards. "Damir ordered me to visit the first cell block.""Follow me," the guard instructed.He led the way, and as the cell block door swung open, my boys noticed my presence, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. They understood that our plan was now set in motion, and they wasted no time scattering up to the first floor, each retreating to their respective cells. The betrayers looked at each other confused, while I walked up