Chapter 4: Cell 405
The Pressure Cooker The weight of the note in my pocket feels like a lead stone as I…
The Pressure Cooker The weight of the note in my pocket feels like a lead stone as I…
Professional Distraction “Counselor? Is there a problem?” The guard’s voice is sharp, cutting through the thick, electrified air…
The Unwanted Reflection Cold Air, Cold Mind The heavy iron door slams shut behind me, and the sound…
I traded my legal ethics for the devastating heat of a
death row king with nothing left to lose. He’s a predator behind bars and
I'm his willing prey, but can I save his life without losing my own to his
dark obsession?