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Ex-Convict Attack Chapter 17
"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
Ex-Convict Attack Chapter 18
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."
Ex-Convict Attack Chapter 19
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
Ex-Convict Attack Chapter 20
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
Ex-Convict Attack Chapter 21
"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..
Ex-Convict Attack Chapter 1
"I want you to kneel in front of me, lick my shoes too," said the young man whose forehead was taped with bandages. Santiago rolled his eyes in the direction that had spoken. "Kneeling doesn't fill me up." "You poor bastard!" "You trash mouth!" Santiago, usually called San, winced when a punch landed on his stomach. This is already the fifteenth blow. There's no point in counting the forces, but every single one that lands on his body adds one more realization that San is about to greet the angel of death. He is in an abandoned warehouse, deserted and dimly lit, which may be his final resting place. It wasn't funny, but San laughed when he thought about it. "Boss, I think he's gone mad." It was the voice of the bald man. As he was affectionately called, his tiny head was bald, without a single strand of hair. He had been busy holding San's arm, keeping watch so the young man would not run away when his Boss was judging him. The figure who had been called Boss was kneeling on on
Ex-Convict Attack Chapter 2
The girl San meant at that time was his junior. He was sure of it. However, he felt that it was his first time seeing her then. So, he relied on his memory of the girl with short curly hair, relatively short in stature, maybe up to her upper arm. He has pale skin and wears glasses. "You mean Molly?" "Molly?" San asked one of his acquaintances, who were also his junior. "Yes, Maybe." "Wait a minute, I know her close friend. I'll call first." San waited in front of the class, leaning against the wall close to the door. He stared at the cellphone screen that was already cracked at the top. There was a message from his uncle; the person said San had to come home with side dishes this afternoon because the uncle's wife was reluctant to cook. San just stared at the message without replying. Today alone he does not know whether to go home or not. He has to work extra overtime to pay the compensation that Gio's parents have asked for. His savings have been drained because his uncle was s
Ex-Convict Attack Chapter 3
When San woke up with a very, very dizzy head, he blinked several times while adjusting the light that seemed to attack his eyes. Strange place. San was sure that this was a place he had never been before. Rising from the position he was lying on the hard surface, he glanced around. He just realized that there was someone else beside him, and at that moment, he realized something. "Why am I here?" "Oh, you've realized?" said the crew-cut man with a long scar running down his right cheek. "Sir-" San called as he approached with a shuffle. The young man's gaze began to panic. He hoped this was just a dream. It doesn't make sense, and it doesn't make sense. As far as he could remember, it was in front of his younger brother's house. Why is he suddenly behind bars? San was about to ask again, but a guard came and called out. San was confused, and even when he was dragged outside, he could only surrender. Now he is in a room with dimmer lighting, more isolated because all the walls a