Bab 827: A meeting with the Warden

The prison was always full of fighting. It was an everyday occurrence, but it wasn’t often that a person would go so far as to take it to death. When it did occur, not much was done about it in the prison.

The guards turned their heads and reported it as a casualty that couldn’t be stopped. What would occur, though, was whoever was responsible would get another blotch on their record, and currently, Gary had been called back to the Warden’s office.

She was seated in her chair, dressed in a heavy black uniform with a flat hat on top of her head. She had long painted nails, the tips colored black, similar to her thick black eyeliner.

If there was one thing that was clear, the Warden liked the color black.

“Gary Dem, do I need to remind you that your case hasn’t even fully been filed yet?” the Warden stated. “You are in here in the meantime while your case is being investigated, and because of what you have done, this will be added to your file, added to your crimes.”