Kapitel 258: Transferring to another jail?

Keith was jolted awake as the cold iron grip of two guards hauled him out of his cell. He could barely shuffle his feet, his body a battered mess of bruises and aching muscles. Each step sent a jolt of pain through his legs, and he stumbled, forcing the guards to drag him unceremoniously toward the exit.

"Where are you taking me?" he rasped.

"We are transferring you to another jail." A cold reply came.

Transferring to another jail?

Keith had a feeling that something wasn't right. Why now? They could have done this the next morning.

The night air hit him like a slap, making him shudder. Before he could gather his thoughts, he was shoved into the back of a van, the door slamming shut behind him. Keith slumped against the wall, his breath shallow and rapid.

Up front, one guard slid into the driver's seat, starting the engine, while the other settled into the passenger seat. A thick glass partition separated Keith from them.