"So?" Vera still waited for her client to speak. It turned out that the woman's family issues were not as simple as she had thought. After a long silence, Vera finally prodded gently, "Remaining silent won't bring any changes, Mrs. Andeen. You—forget about yourself, have you ever thought about your daughter's fate?""What? How do you—""Your own daughter is speaking to me. She's asking for help to save you, Mrs. Andeen."Instantly, tears flowed down Mrs. Andeen's cheeks, and sobs filled the air. It seemed that the woman didn't know that her daughter had been observing her and her husband all along."How can she say such things?" she cried in anguish. "I have tried to appear fine in front of my daughter. I have always told her to stay in her room with earphones or play outside with her friends. But—""It's possible that your daughter has seen and heard your arguments and your injuries." Vera glanced at the bruises on Mrs. Andeen's wrists and neck."Oh, my poor daughter! Oh, dear God..
The investigation has begun. Vera summoned several inmates who had shared a cell with Adeen in turns. She asked about anything that might be related to the man’s death.“I only know he is a quiet person,” said one of the inmates.“The man didn’t cause much trouble and just did his duties in prison as he should,” said another inmate. “But there was something strange that I often encountered when it was approaching bedtime. He was called out by the guards and returned in the early morning hours.” He continued cryptically.“What did you see?” Vera inquired.“Adeen returned to the cell in a mess. However, only I noticed it because no one else cared much about a sex offender.”“Can you explain the situation in detail?”“His face was bruised, his clothes were dirty, and yeah … he looked very disheveled.”The interrogation with the second inmate was finished, and now it switched to another one. The man facing Vera was an older man with gray hair.“He … deserved to die,” the man said.Vera fur
After her afternoon classes, Karin searched the internet for information about an attorney named Vera. On her laptop screen appeared the woman's biodata along with her career achievements."Why doesn't her face look familiar?" she murmured softly.After obtaining some information, the next day, Karin went to the office where Vera worked. Though feeling a bit awkward, she tried to appear relaxed."Miss Vera is on an appointment outside the office," said a receptionist. “She should have come back - ah, there she is!”Someone they were talking about had just come out of their car."But, Miss. Have you had an appointment with her before?" asked the receptionist.Ignoring the question, Karin ran a little closer to Vera.“Miss Vera!” she exclaimed with a bright smile.Vera frowned in surprise to see the beautiful girl approaching with such enthusiasm."I'm Karin, a student of—"“Let's just talk inside.” Vera quickly cut her off but remained friendly.They walked to Vera's room.In Vera's ro
Santiago leaves his job to follow the warden and the stranger.The cells they go to are in the rearmost order. Once there, they except Santiago go into cell number 101. Since all the prisoners were on duty, the atmosphere was very quiet.Santiago, who had been following the two secretly, was now hiding at the intersection of the passageway, close to the cell."Whose cell did they come to?"Santiago muttered to himself. Compared to that, who's the guy in the suit?One thing that drove Santiago to do this was the words of the man in the suit. Who should look like a suicide?Since Santiago cannot hear anything from this distance, he settles back. Now he was standing right in front of an iron door with a square hole at the bottom. The hole is usually used for the warden to deliver food or other things to the prisoners."I shouldn't be here," said the man in the suit. The warden did not give a meaningful response."If he hadn't thrown a tantrum, maybe at least he could have lived to be 60."
"Where have we met before?" Vera asked with a serious gaze. Santiago responded with a defiant stare, as if unwilling to back down. He was tired of the intimidating gaze that seemed to belittle him. For a few seconds, he tried to remember, until finally he said, "I don't know! I suppose it's not something important to remember." Santiago waved his hand dismissively. On the other hand, Vera let out a sigh. "What do you want?" Santiago asked, ignoring the previous conversation. "Nothing—just making sure about the condition of the official's family killer. I think your situation isn't as bad as I imagined." For some reason, Santiago felt like the woman's words were somewhat mocking. He was about to open his mouth, but the woman in front of him spoke again. "You're here without any defense, aren't you?" Vera smiled faintly, but her eyes seemed to be scrutinizing something. "Why are you doing this?" Unexpectedly, Santiago laughed. "It's none of your business, Miss." Vera nodded as i
Vera was confused by the little girl's statement. She wanted to ask her again, but Mrs. Andeen came and asked her daughter to play with her friends."Sorry for keeping you waiting. So, what's next, Miss Vera? What can I do?" said the woman as she sat back down.Vera glanced around for a moment, then shifted her focus to her client. "You said that your brother is the only sibling you have, right?" The question received a nod from Mrs. Andeen. "What is your relationship with your brother like? Did he also live here before going to jail?"The woman with shoulder-length hair squeezed her hands. "Yes. He used to live with us—initially, he asked to live separately, but I insisted that he stay with us. It didn't feel right to let him live without my supervision." She sighed heavily. "Since the death of our parents, I'm the only one he can rely on, and vice versa. I didn't want our relationship to become distant just because I got married—but wait, how did you know that my brother lived with
San clenched his fists. It turned out that his suspicions were correct. The thin man had died because of the actions of these prison thugs."Why did you kill him?" San asked.The large man laughed mockingly, as if San's question was a joke. "Why do you think? Of course, because that coward was weak! There is no place in this world for people like you!""To hell with you! You're truly demons!" San shouted loudly, drawing attention to them. He ran and lunged at his interlocutor, but he easily knocked him down with a punch."Stop interfering, loser! What do you care if he's dead?"San received a punch to his stomach, causing him to collapse. He rose again and tried to retaliate, but the muscular man easily kicked him. Once again, San got up, and this time he received a hard blow to his face. He coughed and spit blood from his mouth."Do you know how this world works? Defeat for losers is justice itself." The man stepped on San's stomach and pressed hard."You—you're also a loser," San sp
When San felt he would die at that moment, the door to the isolation room opened. Two wardens came and supported San's weak and almost fainted body.When asked how many days he had been isolated, the warden replied that it had been three days.This is crazy.San still survives without eating, drinking, and defecating for three days.Of course, now San is in the prison clinic to get an IV.While San was lying in the patient's bed, a nurse brought food. At that time, San no longer remembers anything except his desire to fulfill the stomach's needs. The food was gone in seconds."I want some more," she said with a pale face, bloodshot eyes, and terrible eye bags. San looks like a hungry zombie.San thought he would be rejected, but the nurse returned with two full rice bowls and a side dish. This made San's eyes light up.In the middle of eating, San remembered something. "Slim guy—I mean, the one treated about three days ago. Where is he now? How is the condition?"The female nurse look
Unlucky! San feels his life is miserable.He thought living isolated from the outside world full of deceit, greed, and social status—he really could escape. At the very least, only those in prison cells held no rank or prominent social position. Everyone in this prison is a human being with problems with the law.Bugh!Bugh!"You are dead!"San's body was prone, facing the floor, and someone stepped on his bare back. In the remaining consciousness, he hoped that someone else would help him.Where did the person San helped go? Where's the warden? Uncle Bobby—no, San thinks he's been too rough on that guy.Ah, it feels like San really almost died.His chest ached excruciatingly, his head dizzy, and his vision foggy. San thought this was the end of his life.Suddenly San felt the weight of the legs on his back disappears. The faint shadow of someone's feet from the dim lighting came toward him, then abruptly, everything went black.***San doesn't know how he got to be in this room. Narr